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Ever the Diplomat

Chapter One: Awakening

~This is a fanfiction revolving the story line from the video game Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora. I'm writing an original character from the Sarentu clan as the main character for this fanfic, and a few other OC's. This follows the story of the video game, with alterations I made. The avatar franchise and all the characters belong to James Cameron and Ubisoft. I hope people like it! I write things that I, myself would enjoy, so I hope this reaches people that will enjoy it as well.

Warnings: violence, murder, mentions of death, loss, guns, shooting, injuries, abu$e, and discrimination? (I'm not sure the best term to define it, so I'm sorry if I worded it wrong. PLEASE tell me if I forgot anything, and feel free to correct me on any warnings.)

Word Count: 4.4k

Summary: Waking up from cryosleep is incredibly disorienting, but running for your life right after waking up from cryosleep is a whole different story. But she has to make it out, she has to make things right.

Titxen ta ni wew si ni pizayu tsngawvik

After looking at the end of an AR 15’s barrel aimed at her face, held by a trigger-happy RDA soldier, it took all Seysini’s might to not throw up her lunch.

They were going to kill her. Kill all of them.

She believed Mercer and the other humans at TAP would do a lot of things to her and her friends, but she always thought her clan was irreplaceable.

You stop being irreplaceable when they believe you’ve become worthless.

“Get in!” Alma ordered. The Avatar frantically pressed buttons on the blue screens of the cryo chambers.

“What are you doing?” Telisi looked at the older woman with tears in her eyes.

“You’ll be safe here.” Alma cupped the young Na’vi girl’s face.

“Is Mercer leaving us?” Teylan’s voice cracked.

“We are no longer of use to him.” Nor snarled.

“No! I… I won’t believe it!” Teylan shook his head.

Seysini let out a weary breath, putting her trembling hands over her stomach. This can’t be real.

“Hurry! You need to hide!” Alma directed Ri’nela to a cryo bed, the young girl giving her a confused look.

“Let us go.” Nor walked to her, and the Avatar put her arms out stopping him. “We can take them! We can escape! To Pandora!” Nor reached out to Seysini.

We could go home. The little voice in her head whispered. Looking at Nor’s hand, wanting to grab it, but the look of hatred on the soldier’s face kept her frozen. He was fiending to kill them.

“There are soldiers everywhere! You won’t make a single step!” Alma’s scared voice brought her back from the image.

“This is our chance to be free!” Nor’s voice strained when saying free.

“This is your only chance to survive.” Alma explained.

Teylan grabbed Nor’s arm, nodding to the cryo beds. Nor gave one last glance to Seysini before following Teylan.

“What about you?” Ri’nela asked Alma.

Telisi held Seysini’s hand giving it a comforting squeeze and guided her over to a cryo bed.

“You’re just gonna go to sleep for a little while.” Alma smiled at Ri’nela.

Seysini watched her friend lay on the cryo bed, as the Avatar loomed over her, placing her hand on the glass once the white door enclosed her friend’s body. “It won’t be long, okay?” Alma comforted the scared Na’vi.

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Her joints ached, and muscles burned. The freezing temperature put bumps across her skin. Her dry eyes squinted open, a dim light above her. Comfort washed over her, looking at the blurry blue face above hers.

She looked as beautiful as she remembered, the bun on her head wound perfectly with her braids joining her ponytail.

"Aha'ri." she muttered, a small smile adorning her lips.

"You made it!" The voice she had been forced to hear since she was a young child gasped into her ears, making them twitch irritatingly.

Her smile fell, and her eyes shot open, the steam sounded from the cryo chamber door opening.

"I thought I lost you! All of you." Sitting up, she looked at the older woman, her blue skin wrinkled around her mouth. Her RDA attire on her skin, reminding Seysini she isn't her kind. Only a puppet.

Alma grabbed her hands, Seysini ripped them from her grasp, looking at the woman with knitted brows.

"What?" she coughed, thinking out loud, "What's going on? What happened?" She wiggled her fingers, grounding herself to the metal she's been surrounded by for so long.

"You've been asleep for a while. A long, long while." Alma answered, the tone of care in her voice sending burns up Seysini's skin.

"Oel ngati kameie." An older man put two fingers to his forehead, then slowly lowered them.

His thick accent and lack of a finger showing he was Na'vi. But his clothes looked human, influenced by the RDA, considering all the dog tags on his vest.

"Must you probe at her like this? If she can walk, she can walk." He looked at Alma.

"The RDA left, right?" Seysini stared at the floor. "And Alma left us here." The recent memory replaying with ease.

"The sky people have returned, Sarentu." The man answered before Alma could.

"Sarentu..." A word she hasn't spoken, let alone heard coming from the mouth of a true Na'vi.

It was foreign. Deep inside her chest was guilt for even repeating the word, for responding to it.

"No one... Has ever called me that." She looked up at the man, his ears going back for a moment.

"That is your clan. And a mighty one at that." His compliment to her people ran deep in her blood, "We thought you were lost to this world, but this dreamwalker thought to lock you up in a box instead." He gestured to Alma, his distaste in the word dreamwalker clear.

Out of the corner of her eye, Seysini glared at Alma.

The Avatar noticed and quickly said "I'll explain when we get back. For now, you take it easy. Your body is still waking up." Leaving, she went to talk to a human on the opposite side of the room.

Nor was crouched beside a human in a white coat; from the looks of what he was doing to the Na'vi boy's arm showed he had medical experience.

"Did we..." She slowly rose from her cryo chamber, looking over at Teylan, "Did everyone make it?"

"I'm here." Teylan answered, grabbing her hand, "Nor, Ri'nela, and Telisi too."

He pointed to the other end of the room where Telisi sat on a cryo bed with Ri'nela by her side like always, and Alma knelt in front of her.

"We're safe." Teylan smiled sweetly.

"Don't touch me with that!" Nor winced.

"I'm sorry! I... Treating Na'vi wasn't a part of my training." The human exclaimed, and Seysini squinted her eyes at the short person.

"We’re getting out! At last! It's really happening." Nor quickly changed the energy of the room. Seysini put a hand on his arm, giving it a squeeze. "We're getting out! Together." He cheered, her ears falling at his words.

If only we were together.

She gave him a weak smile and walked off. Not looking at Alma fully, yet out of the corner of her eye, Seysini saw the woman practically break her neck to look at her when they walked next to each other.

"Why does everything look so different?" Teylan asked in his precious tone.

Seysini didn't care if she woke up and this facility was in flames, she just wanted to rid herself of it.

"Telisi?" She crouched in front of her, Ri'nela keeping her hand on the faint looking girl's shoulder.

"Seysini!" Telisi put her hand on her cheek. "You made it!"

She smiled at the girl, and at Ri'nela who reached for her as well. "Are you all right?" Seysini asked looking over the girl's pale face.

"Alma said that cryo affects everyone differently. She's just taking it harder than everyone else," Ri'nela explained.

"Can we hurry things up? RDA are enroute! You can have your reunion later." A human near the door holding an assault rifle ushered, his face covered with nervousness, but when he looked at Teylan his face wasn’t full of hatred, differing him from the soldier who pointed his gun at them.

Seysini glared at the tiny man, not liking that the human was trying to tell her what to do. This time, the humans were outnumbered.

"Come. Eat." The Na'vi man broke her attention off the human, "You will need your strength."

"We found rations in the canteen." Teylan said, pointing his finger in the air. "There's probably more... I think there's more." He trailed off in thought.

"I'll go check." Seysini smiled at him, crouching to go under the short door, ignoring the human in the hall searching through boxes.

Scanning the canteen, she saw the green RDA food container.

Able to stand, she got the rations, opening the plastic and eating the nasty smelling caffeine infused beef jerky. Planning to give the second one to Telisi. Maybe it could help her feel better.

"Come on! Come on! We gotta go!" her ears perked to the quiet voice of the human holding the gun from the other room.

"Who are these people? Mercer's people?" Nor asked.

"Is Mercer here too?" Teylan’s excitement scratched Seysini’s heart.

Mercer. Her ears went down. The barrel of his gun flashing through her mind. Mercer.

"No, no. These are friends. We're going to get you out of here, all right?" Alma answered, and for the first time, the woman's words relieved Seysini.

The ground trembled, and the ceiling shook. Seysini hollered and grabbed onto the metal table to stay upright.

"RDA closing in! We should move!" The nervous human said with fear.

"Everyone, out!" Alma yelled.

Shoving the MRE in her back pocket, she ran to the door, crouching through the hallway as fast as she could.

The cryo vault was empty of all her clan, the Na’vi, and humans. She looked at the door, hearing tiny footsteps getting closer from behind it. The metal flung at her face with an orange cloud, heat, and smoke wafting over her.

She ran to a wall, using it as cover, and peeping past it. Only five humans entered the vault, two Seysini, recognized.

"The children," Harding investigated an empty cryochamber, "They're alive!"

"Cortez!" Mercer sneered, walking through the ruined gray room, "She always thought we were making pets, not soldiers."

Pets! Soldiers! Seysini’s blood boiled. Is that what he thought of Aha'ri? A thing that he could train, getting upset when he couldn't!

"Get rid of them." He huffed to Harding and exited the vault.

Her anger sizzled out, fear bubbling in her stomach and taking its place. Knowing the only way, she could leave would put her in range of their gunfire. But she couldn't stay here.

She crept out from behind the wall, slowly standing with each step. "One got out!" Harding yelled behind her.

She sprinted for the slowly closing doors, bullets whizzing off their metal. Sighing when the door shut behind her, and the gunfire seized.

"Get it open. Now!" Harding ordered.

Seysini sprinted down the hallway, careful not to trip on boxes and old RDA equipment.

Lungs aching from huffing in the air, she turned down the mazes of hallways, crouching through a doorway.

She's only ever heard humans speak about Eywa, but if Eywa's real, Seysini could really use her help right now.

"Kill all Na'vi on sight!" Mercer’s voice boomed over the intercoms.

She crouched out of the room, climbing over rubble from the caved in ceiling, a bright light shining through the hole.

"No!" The green light above the door down the hall turned red, the door slowly going down.

Her long legs moved with swiftness, and she slammed her butt on the ground, sliding under the door just as it missed her forehead.

"Blues are close. Eyes open people!" An RDA soldier warned.

Blues.

Crawling under another doorway, the hallway following it was completely blocked. She jumped with as much momentum as her legs could give her. Grabbing the broken metal plate, pulling herself onto it.

Past it were more ruins of the building. The memories she had made in this facility, mainly bad ones, cried out. What happened to TAP?

She looked around the wrecked hall, seeing no doorways or anything to climb. She laid eyes on the yellow vent. The soldiers screaming to find her making adrenaline pump through her heart.

She climbed the ledge under the vent some of the rubble created and pulled her knee to her chest, slamming it into the vent. "Shit!" She winced, looking at the dented metal.

Winding her leg up, she kicked again, and the vent cover flew down the shaft. "Ow!" she groaned, crouching through the vent.

Dust coated her lungs with each breath, her back rejoicing when she entered a room that she could stand upright in.

She ran up the stairs, trying to ignore the dust covered RDA boxes, internally groaning at the sight of another vent.

Crouching down, her knees begging for relief, she made it to the end of the ventilation shaft, using her other foot to kick in the cover.

It came off with one kick, shoving herself out of the tight quarters and onto the floor.

"There! I see one!" She looked up at the two RDA guards looking at her with wide eyes on the other side of the windows.

Seysini shrieked, her legs moving right as the bullets fired, breaking the windows that exposed her, wincing at a sharp sting on her side.

"Shoot to kill!" the other soldier spoke.

Thankful to the wall separating the windows, she caught her breath. This differed greatly from the TAP training. Now that she could die, she was faster, stronger, terrified.

She couldn't die. She vaulted over the rubble, a bullet hitting the wall next to her head. She gets to be free. Something Aha'ri died for. Sliding under a metal plate leaning on the window, the door in front of her trying to close.

Squeezing through the doors right before they could crush her down the middle. Her body wanted to give out, but her brain kept it from doing so. She kept her pace, barely evading the soldier shooting at her from the room next to her.

Her gut telling her to seek cover, she turned the corner, leaping over the staircase and sliding under rubble. The voice in her head warning her that the cement could crumble on top of her at any moment.

Noticing another vent, she crawled under the ruins and let gravity take over. Her back slammed onto the ground, making her lungs clench. She gasped, and her eyelids threatened to close.

"One more made it!" a new but familiar voice spoke. "Over here!"

She forced her torso up seeing the Na'vi man from earlier, standing in what once was a hallway, now a pocket created by metal ruins caging him into a small space. Dragging herself to her feet, she shuffled over to him, a metal fence separating them.

"Are you all right?" He searched over her body with worry.

She nodded and stood up straight, taking her hand off her side seeing the blood on her palm. "The bullet just grazed me."

"Here." he pushed a rubber band with a metal microphone in its center, and an earplug through the fence. "Take this."

"A radio?" Seysini grabbed the devices and looked at him. What Na'vi uses a radio?

"Put it in your ear. It is tuned to our frequency.”

She clasped the band around her throat and put the earpiece in. "You've been busy." She nodded to the dead humans on the floor with arrows sticking out of them. A sweet feeling of victory made her want to smile.

"They were looking for you." He put a foot on the soldier's shoulder, pulling his arrow out of his chest with ease. "They found me." He retrieved his other arrow, turning to her. "You need to move. Now."

"Wait. What's your name?" Since he's risked his life for her, she should at least know the man's name.

"So'lek." He told her, puffing his chest out, "One of the last of my clan. I am here, so you will not be the last of yours." His ears flicked back.

Before she could apologize for what happened to his people, he told her, "Keep moving. Fast and quiet. Go."

She took a deep breath and forced her muscles to move, leaving So'lek behind as she crouched under the door, and made it down the hall, soldiers screaming all around her.

"Can you hear me?" She jumped at So’lek’s voice in her ear.

Taking a deep breath, she held the microphone against her throat, "Yes. I hear you. Those soldiers are everywhere!" Her voice shook, wondering if she can keep being lucky with bullets shooting at her.

"It’s okay. Breathe." So'lek soothed her through the radio. "Look for a way out."

"Okay." she whispered to herself, seeing the hinges of the maintenance door on the floor. She held the handle and her arms strained at the force she put in to open the rusted door.

Not being able to open it fully, she forced herself through the crevice she made, liking that this was a walkway for humans and not a vent, so she didn't have to crouch so low.

Sweating from the heat the gas pipes created, she hoped that the corners she took were leading her to a way out, considering they were the only ones not blocked with maintenance supplies and new pipes.

A loud thud shook the ceiling, making dust fly in her face. An AMP suit walked right above her, across the floor with hexagon holes dotting along the metal, making her freeze and fight the cough in her throat.

"Come on, come on, they're here somewhere! Check every corner, vent, hole in the wall, I don't care. Find them!" The AMP driver ordered with his voice echoing inside the metal suit.

Please don't look down. She begged in her mind, making sure she quieted her breathing, and stepped as softly as she could.

Reaching the end of the maintenance shaft, she leapt out of it, trying to ignore that the only thing keeping the army in the other room from attacking her was a broken window and a locked door.

Climbing the steps, turning to go up another staircase, she needed to ease her worries.

"So'lek? Can you hear me?" She talked on her radio, "Where is everyone else? Did they make it out?" She couldn't lose anyone else.

"I'm making sure they do." She sighed and closed her eyes at the weight being lifted from her shoulders. "Are you safe?" The older man's concern came through the radio.

"For now.” She crouched under the door at the top of the steps, scanning the room. “I think."

"Let me worry about the others." So'lek said, "Just keep moving."

Easier said than done. But she would try. So'lek was right, she can't help the others if she's dead.

Running through the hall, her shoulders slouching at the sight of another vent looking like the only way out. With all her frustration going into her kick, the vent ripped off its screws like nothing, and she crawled through.

"Why'd they have blues in cryo?" A voice sounded from the end of the ventilation shaft.

Her temper spiked at the name blues, but her rapid heartbeat was stronger knowing she could get shot at, and these soldiers might not miss.

Holding her breath, she gripped the vents ridge on the wall, and lowered herself onto the ground. Getting low and only taking as many silent steps as needed.

"Do you hear that?" She froze behind a shelf strewn in the center of the room. "Hello? Blues? You still here? We just want to talk." The soldier toyed.

She clenched her jaw and went forward, standing behind a wall so that the soldier in the room in front of her wouldn't see.

"I'll give you a present!" The soldier continued.

"Yeah, that'll work." The other soldier said sarcastically.

The soldier in front of her turned his back, and she booked it towards the rubble, keeping low, practically crawling through the hallway.

Letting out a breath after holding it when the door shut behind her, she slowly ascended the stairs, running through the dark hallway, not stopping for the window, just praying to whoever the soldiers wouldn't see her.

Falling on her hands and knees when entering another room, the door shutting behind her.

You can't stop. she told herself, rising from the ground.

The familiar room was now foreign from its muck covered floor, dusty tables, and broken tablets. Ignoring the dirty room, she would walk through daily, she made it to the door, sighing and hanging her head, trying to keep her tears at bay.

"The door to the gym is closed." She held the microphone. "I'll try to find another way through."

"Stay watchful." So'lek warned, and Seysini looked out the window down at the two soldiers patrolling the gym.

Light sparked out of the corner of her eye; smiling at her prayers answered. She hurried over to the cables. "Please work." She grabbed the ends of the split cable, forcing them together.

Flinching away from the sparks flying at her face, the light on the door turned green, and she crawled through it. The rusted bridge was missing its stairs, and the ceiling of the gym now caved in, laying in the center of the room.

Her feet padded on the gym floor despite Seysini being gentle with her jump, and she dashed behind the rubble. Waiting for a reaction from the soldiers.

After moments of silence, she crept peeking past the rubble, both the human’s backs turned. She ran for the door, her footsteps loud.

"There!" one of the soldiers screamed behind her.

Their bullets banged the door, barely cracking the bulletproof glass in them as they shut behind her.

Getting a comfortable distance from them, she spoke on her radio. "I'm out of the gym."

"Good. Now get to the-" A scream cut off So'lek, static following.

"So'lek!" she screamed in the speaker.

The only thing in the hallways were remnants of the once ceiling and walls. She made quick work of moving through them, a purple glow catching her eye.

Confused, she walked to it, its nature smell finding her. It was fungus. Pandoran fungus.

Aha'ri would be thrilled to see it.

Pulling her attention away from the flora, she continued her stride through the halls blending with their gray color and brown rust, ignoring the new patch of fungus on her way to the door.

Gasping when she saw the state of her classroom. Where the Sarentu learned to be human. The desks were lopsided, and the chairs overturned. Their old class papers scattered on the floor.

"How long were we asleep…?” her eyes tranced on the cracked screen that Alma used to show them pictures on, slowly making her way out of the room.

A part of her didn't want to leave it. The classroom reminded her so much of Aha'ri. When she used to question the human's ways, her stubbornness to conform to them. The way she stood up to Mercer.

But Aha'ri would want Seysini to leave. To be free from this prison.

Wanting to distract her mind from the pain that she's leaving so many memories with her sister in this facility, she decided to worry about the Na'vi man instead.

"So'lek? Can you hear me?" She tried her radio, making her way to the next door.

The door flew open, a bulky AMP suit pushed her to the ground. She tried to stand, but the AMP driver pinned her to the floor with its foot covering her torso. Trying to breathe, she attempted to push it off her.

Her breath got caught in her throat when a pistol stared at her. "Gotcha." Harding gloated.

"What’d you catch Harding?" Her ears pinned back at his voice. Mercer smirked down at her, kneeling to get closer.

An instinct she buried long ago reached its hand out of the grave. With almost all her air, she hissed at Mercer with as much ferocity as she could muster, while being pinned down by an AMP.

Harding gripped her pistol tighter, her glare darkening at Seysini. "Ah, you don't gotta worry about this one. It hasn't got anywhere near the fight its sister did." Mercer smiled, his words like poison to her ears.

"Murderer!" Seysini forced out of her chest. Harding raised her pistol back at Seysini's face.

"Well, look where it got her." Mercer's smirk grew.

He stood looking at the human woman. "Such a shame. They could've been of use once. But now there are no Na'vi ambassadors, only obstacles." He can't even say Na'vi right!

She yelped at the sounds of bullets watching them bounce off the AMP suit. The AMP driver stumbled away. She gasped, her eyes watering at the ability to breathe.

"Run!" So'lek yelled, holding an assault rifle, his size making the weapon look small.

Pushing herself forward, she went through the door and plunged herself down an elevator shaft.

She whimpered and held her head, the metal floor cold underneath her. "So'lek! Are you okay?" She breathed out into the radio. "That... That was way too close."

Her heart sank at no response from the man. "So'lek?" her voice echoed through the empty hall.

Standing she kept pressure on her side to ease the burn of the bullet graze and leaned on the wall to keep her steady as she walked.

She squinted at a bright light at the end of the dark hall, trying to block it from her eyes. Her heart skipped. It was sunlight. Not the artificial lights the humans forced into the metal of TAP’s ceiling.

So close to the outside. So close to Pandora.

A voice in her head told her to turn around and go back to TAP to continue learning. A louder voice that sounded a lot like Aha'ri's told her to go. Run. Let Pandora wrap its arms around her.

The closer she got to the green overgrowing the dim metal, the guiltier she felt. She shook her head and fought that feeling, forcing herself to keep going. Stepping into the light, leaving the gloomy despair of TAP behind her.

Gasping, tears stung her eyes. Putting her hand over her mouth she let her eyes dart around the scene in front of her.

Green leaves of different shapes and sizes hung from plant stems and branches from trees that reached into the sky. Moss hugged gigantic roots that stretched from the ground and disappeared out of view. Pink and purple flowers stuck out amongst the ground.

A gust of wind brought the smell of the forest to her nose, the sun kissed her skin displaying designs of shadows the trees created.

Looking at the beauty, gracing her with its presence before her, she was certain of Eywa’s existence, the great mother ready to embrace her with love, after waiting so long for Seysini’s arrival.

After years she got to experience this feeling again. The feeling she yearned for since Aha’ri’s death. This gracious feeling of comfort.

Finally, she escaped TAP, Mercer’s abuse, and brainwashing. Alma’s orders and teachings. The constant reminder of what happened to her sister.

She smiled at the forest, a stray tear leaving her eye. Finally, she was home.

Author's note: I hope you enjoyed, and don't worry as the story progresses it'll differ from the game (At least that's what I'm aiming for). Feel free to comment any feedback, as I am trying to get better at writing!

#avatar: frontiers of pandora #avatar fanfiction #fanfic writing #fanfic authors #fanfiction #Ever the Diplomat #avatar 2009 #avatar the way of water #Sarentu #oc #fanfic #avatar #avatar oc #afop fanfic #afop #afop sarentu

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ponyinpinklover-blog · 2 months

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AU Where Aha'ri's death was the last straw for Alma and she leaves TAP with the children into the forest with no plan.

Single mother to 8 kids 💀. In case you guys didn't know there are four other sarentu students mentioned in the game so they are here too

#teylan is overstimulated #avatar #avatar frontiers of pandora #frontiers of pandora #afop #the sarentu #sarentu #TAP #the ambassador program #yuayt #yefti #telisi #onki #au #teylan #nor #ri'nela

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nattikay · 3 months

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so'lek and the sarentu

#everyone say thank you so'lek for putting up with us 🙏 lol #avatar #frontiers of pandora #afop #sarentu #so'lek #teylan #ri'nela #nor #my art

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planetslove · 3 months

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so’lek isn’t fucking with my sarentu’s sexy moves guys im moving onto ri’nela

#avatar #avatar frontiers of pandora #afop #avatar so’lek #so’lek #sarentu #ri’nela #na’vi #na’vi oc #teylan #nor #james cameron avatar

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sutxdreamwalker · 4 months

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Me watching Avatar again knowing that off screen these precious treasures are suffering and soon to be in crio 🥺🥲

#avatar #avatar frontiers of pandora #avatar 2009 #afop #avatar teylan #avatar nor #Avatar Ri’nela #frontiers of pandora protagonist #Frontiers of pandora sarentu #And knowing that during twow they’re probably going threw more shit or frontiers already happened by then-

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neteyamsyawntu · 3 months

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Good Little Boy

Teylan x Na'vi(Zeswa)Reader

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, smut, m/f, p in v, riding, sub Teylan, dom reader, vulgar language, dirty talk, praise kink, potential spoilers for Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora, semi proof read cause I eepy.

Na'vi Glossary: muntxatan = Husband(male spouse) txe’lan = Heart Yawne = beloved

Just a little something for my moon✨@pandoraslxna

You loved your mate dearly, with every fiber of your being. He was such a gentle soul; kind hearted, attentive, always incredibly eager to show you the new advancements he had made with whatever pieces of tech he had been fiddling around with. You learned quickly that Teylan wasn’t your typical Na’vi, at least by traditional standards. Of course you knew your upbringings were wildly different. Yourself having been brought up as a true Zeswa warrior, taught to be fierce and resilient, whilst in Teylan’s unfortunate case, he was forced to live among the sky people, torn away from Pandora and its wonders, to serve as a voice for their schemes. When you had first met him, you observed this strange allure he had to “human things�� which at first, that facet of his personality spawned a sort of disapproval within you.

When you had made the decision to stay with the resistance at their hideout in the clouded forest, alongside a few other members of your clan, Teylan was nothing more than an annoyance, always choosing to seek you out to show off his gadgets. You’d often catch yourself thinking, why wouldn't he just show his Sarentu companions? Then at a certain point you began to catch on that maybe this soft handed male was trying to impress you with these odd pieces of tech. It was what he knew best after all, what he was confident in. The more you had thought about it, the more endearing the act became. In return you eventually showed him what you knew, teaching him things your clan specialized in, like how to hunt with a spear despite him not being very good at it. Yet even though it wasn't his strength, he always managed to try his best, looking back at you for approval, his expectant eyes wide and ears perked as he waited for your validation, having only just thrown the spear a couple feet forward, nowhere near his target, all whilst trying to contain the eager swatting of his tail.

He was always so eager to please, and where Teylan lacked in brute strength or survival skills he made up for in other departments. While the initial idea of making love wrecked him with anxiety, Teylan was a quick learner, taking mental notes on certain things he did or places he touched you roused a reaction from you. While he was adamant on doing his part to please you, you couldn’t deny that what brought you the most pleasure was teasing your mate. Bringing the poor thing nearly to the point of tears, watching him squirm beneath you as you straddled his lap, running your wet, puffy pussy lips across his increasingly darkening cock-head. His plum colored tip glistening with a mix of your arousal and his own precum.

Teylan’s ears were pinned tightly against the sides of his head, his hands squeezing your hips securely, fighting the urge to end your torture and selfishly sink his cock into your warmth. His soft whimpers were music to your ears, each glide of his cock sweeping through your folds earning you little helpless gasps and labored breaths, his grip on you growing tighter by the second. “Haah.. my love-.”, “Ma’ muntxatan?” You purr seemingly unbothered, watching as your mate slightly flinches when your tail brushes against his thigh. You’d been teasing the poor thing for so long, only giving him little tastes with just the slightest drop of your hips, only allowing his tip to push past your entrance. You were driving him utterly insane and you knew it, a cocky smirk playing on your lips.

“Puh-please… I cannot take this anymore- It is too much!” Teylan whines, his arms shifting to wrap around your waist, pulling your front flush against his own as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, the bill of his hat completely hiding his face from view. A soft hum sounds from your throat as you pull back just enough to direct his face to meet your gaze with the simple lift of your index finger under his chin, “Mmn, is it too much, ma’ Teylan? Should we stop?” You tease with a slight tilt of your head. Teylan’s eyes nearly pop out of his head as he mentally begins frantically back pedaling, “N-no, no! I don’t want to stop, it’s just…”, “Just…?”. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he tries his hardest to vocalize exactly what he wanted without sounding too demanding. “It’s just… if you are going to tease me, could you- at least sit on it? I-I want to feel you.” The shift in his gaze, going from worried and anxious, to heated and needy makes you clench around nothing. Even still, pushing a bit further wouldn’t hurt, would it? “But you are feeling me, ma’ txe’lan.” You sigh, rolling your hips ever so slightly, giving his already overstimulated tip another grind of your sopping cunt.

A muffled noise escapes your mate as he bites his lower lip, squeezing his eyes closed for a moment, attempting to collect himself, “All of you.” Teylan clarifies. This draws a satisfied smile on your face, guiding your hand from his chin to caress the side of his face, “And do you think you’ve earned it?” You mused, gently brushing your nose against his own, your lips just out of his reach. His eyes are half lidded as he hangs off of your every word, nodding slowly before attempting to close the distance between you, only for you to gently tug at the roots of his hair with your free hand, pulling him back, “You will keep your eyes on me, won’t you ma’ txe’lan?”. Again he nods silently in response, lips parted, his eyes bouncing between your lustrous gaze and your own lips. “Hah.. you’re cute, but I need you to use your words, yawne.” You remind him, releasing your grip on his hair, to steady yourself on his lap, placing your hand just above his knee as you align your entrance with his throbbing cock, “Y-yes… I will.”, “That’s my good boy.” You purr, finally connecting your lips in a tender kiss.

Your praise sends a shiver down his spine, straight to his member, making it twitch in anticipation as you begin to lower yourself onto him. Both of your mouths hang open, eyes never leaving one another’s as the velvety slickness of your inner walls embrace his shaft. Teylan’s eyes flutter closed for just a moment, yet that is enough for you to keep up with your little game. They open again when the warmth of your cunt vanishes, only encompassing his abused tip. “Ah, ah, ah… eyes on me, remember?”. Teylan lets out a frustrated groan, mentally scolding himself before nodding with a bit more enthusiasm, “Yes- yes I’m sorry. It won’t happen again, I swear.” He nearly pleads, his tone desperate as if frantically trying to prepare his mistake, “Shh… easy, yawne.” Your voice is soft as you are quick to soothe his anxious mind, planting gentle kisses all over his face. Once you feel his shoulders untense you know he’s ready to continue, leaving a final kiss on his lips to grab his attention, “That’s it… eyes on me.”

A choked out moan leaves your mate, paired with the gentle sting of his nails running down your back, lost in the feeling as he bottoms out inside you, leaving you sitting flush in his lap. Your labored breaths mix, shared in such close proximity, each of your eyes full with wonton desire, it’s almost too hard to contain yourselves, but you’ve let your game go on long enough, “Mm… so good for me.” You whisper into his ear, nuzzling against his cheek to allow your scent to waft into his nose, and with a subtle lift of your hips, you allow yourself to fall onto him once again… and again… and again, slowly building momentum each time. “Ohh… ‘feels so good.” Teylan moans, gently shifting his hips upward to meet your bouncing hips. You return his moan in acknowledgment, continuing to scent him while you roll your hips against his, “Ahh, such a good boy for me… taking this pussy so well.”. Again your praise sends a rush of excitement through him, while simultaneously granting him a boost of confidence, his hands find their way to your hips once more, pulling you down onto his thrusts, his ears flicking in satisfaction when he’s rewarded with a drawn out moan from you.

It felt all too good, you almost didn’t want him to stop, but you were already so close having teased yourself as well as him for so long, yet still you wanted to last longer. Easily fighting against the restraint of his hands you pull yourself up and off of his cock, ears flicking as it slaps against his lower abdomen, earning an immediate whine from your mate. “Is everything alright?” He asks, his worry all too quick to come to the forefront again, “I am fine, Teylan. I just need a moment… I’m too close.”. His ears perk at this, tongue peeking out from behind his lips to moisten them. Even passed the curtains of your lashes, you can see the gears in his mind already turning, yet before you can object to any plot he’s forming, a gasp breaks from your lips as Teylan anchors you down onto your back, ensuring you are laying comfortably before pushing your knees toward your chest. “Let me take care of you now, my love.” He hums in nearly a whisper to you and before you can even think about protesting, his pelvis is dropping against yours in a matter of seconds, sinking his cock deep into your cunt.

Your back arches and your hands immediately shift to grasp at his forearms, where his hands are keeping your knees in place. While it wasn’t often that Teylan took initiative, in the moments he did, he made sure to make every second count, sorting through the “save files” of his mind to remember exactly how you loved to be fucked. Your body bucked along with his as Teylan effortlessly hit exactly where you needed him to. The sounds of your sweet serenades fill the room, eyes rolling back when a familiar tightening in your core prods at your attention, body shuttering, walls milking Teylan’s shaft as you clench tightly around him. An intense wave of pleasure unleashes in the wake of your release, feeling yourself become light headed for a moment.

It’s only when you are stable enough to process through your high that you remember that Teylan is still going. Forcing your eyes to focus you note that his own are squeezed shut, mouth agape, and beads of perspiration decorating his forehead, releasing trembling breaths with each of his thrusts almost as if he were caught in the cold. He was incredibly pent up, that much was obvious, his increasingly sloppy movements becoming a strong indicator of that, and when his voice broke into hitched and broken gasps, you knew he was close, he just needed that extra push. Reaching a hand up, once again you cup the side of his face, “My mate, you look so good, rutting into me like this. So powerful.” You manage to praise between your own sounds of pleasure, “You must want to cum so bad.”. Swallowing hard Teylan hastily nods, his whimpers growing in pitch, “Y-yes… I do- so badly!”, “Then what are you waiting for, yawne? Cum.”

The simple word is like a jumpstart right to his internal motherboard or that of a former programming that he could not disobey, spilling himself into you with the motivation of a few more pumps. As his exhausted form collapses on top of you, catching his breath, you can’t help, but giggle beneath him. “You may not be a warrior, but Eywa has blessed you with the will to fuck like one.” You coo in a playful tone, pushing a loose strand of hair behind his pointed ear. “I… that is only because you do not play fair.”, “And yet you still rise to the challenge. Rest, ma’muntxatan… you did well.”.

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mrsdovesstuff · 1 month

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My sarentu found an instant camera and took a photo with Ri'nela.

They look so pretty (⁠｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡⁠)

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zethsmo · 19 days

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wwwuoh even more doodles of my friends ocs yippeee

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frogletscribe · 3 months

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Drawing practice with So'lek (and my Sarentu)

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torukmaktoskxawng · 2 months

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run away with me - part two

Part One Here

Pairing: Nor/Fem!Sarentu!Reader

Summary: Nor hesitantly returns. And while Ri'nela is quick to forgive and welcome him back into the Sarentu... he knew that you would not be as forgiving. But you wouldn't be the woman he loved if you did.

Word Count: +3k

Warnings: Spoilers for AFoP, only one or two uses of Y/n, proofread by me, ANGST!!!

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A/n: This needed a Part 2 (especially now that I finally got to that you-know-what scene on AFoP. I had a feeling it would happen but still!)

Ri'nela is tsahik now.

Nor is honestly so proud of her, and of everyone he left behind. When he returned and realized that everyone in the Resistance was still around -apart from those who were lost to the attack on HQ- even after so long, he was internally relieved. While he initially hated the very sight of his human allies, he had spent so much time traveling alone, surviving in the wild, and reflecting on himself and his inner demons... to the point where he knew that the Resistance was not part of his pain and Priya and the others were innocent. He had come to the same conclusion as So'lek did. They were his allies, and they wanted Eywa to be free from the pain the Sky People inflicted on her just as much as he did.

As Ri'nela shows him around, keeping her arm linked with his as if afraid he would disappear, Nor quickly notices a few things are different among the new Sarentu clan and their tawtute allies. There were several more Na'vi than he remembered. All of them come from different backgrounds, wearing various clothes and different styles from one another, and none of them bore the mark of the Sarentu. Some had very young children among them, and to his surprise, they bore the mark of the Sarentu. They all greeted Ri'nela respectfully as she passed by them, addressing her as their tsahik. The only one who appeared to treat Ri'nela the same as before and call her by her name was Teylan, but Nor suspected that she likely asked him to. Teylan gave the other Sarentu male a wide berth, and Nor couldn't blame him.

While Ri'nela leads Nor away from the clan to journey to the Hollows, he notices one other thing about the Na'vi living among the reformed Sarentu.

You were not among them.

He didn't dare ask, no matter how much it pained him to do so. He felt as though he had no right to know about you, to know what you've been up to or if you were even still alive. He knows Ri'nela will be expecting him to ask, but he's still as stubborn as when they were kids, so he bit his tongue.

And maybe that's why Ri'nela brings him to the Circle of Ancestors, something he dreaded but knew it needed to be done. He had felt like a stranger in Eywa's presence, not having connected to her since he and his friends first found a Tarsyu flower. Nor felt as though he didn't deserve to connect to the Great Mother, not after growing up in the shadow of the Sky People, learning their ways and forgetting everything he had been taught as a child. After he left the Resistance, he felt more ashamed of who he became and was convinced Eywa would hate him now more than ever after what he did.

Ri'nela was patient with Nor, encouraging him to connect to Eywa, at least just this once. She promised she would never make him do it again if that was what he wanted, and so, Nor knelt in the grass and slowly took his kuru in hand, finally making the connection.

He finally got to see the truth for himself, revealing what Alma did... or, technically what she didn't do. While his anger and resentment still festered, there was also unimaginable guilt. After he saw Alma's memories, he also saw yours.

He saw your fear and pain while walking through the remnants of the Circle of Songs, the place the Sarentu were butchered during their annual moot, now laid barren within the yavä'. He had been on the radio with you as you traveled through it, remembering how he listened to your distress at your discovery in the midst of searching for proof of Anufi's innocence. He remembered feeling helpless, wishing more than anything that he could have gone with you. He should have gone with you...

He saw your grief and pain... your anger and fear. He saw everything you went through, and most of it was without him, when you needed him the most. He saw you every time you connected to the Circle of Ancestors, downloading your memories in case something happened to you. He saw how you wept in front of Eywa while clutching a familiar carved stone in your hand, the one he had gifted you after promising to always stay by your side.

Your memories did little to comfort him, and as he finally disconnected from the Circle of Ancestors, his curiosity got the better of him, glancing over at Ri'nela as she carefully watched him with folded arms.

"Where... where is she?" He finally asked.

"She's persistent in spreading stories and democracy across other clans, like a true Sarentu," Ri'nela doesn't hesitate to answer, having been waiting for him to ask, "While I remain here to lead our clan, she ventures out there, as our envoy, to find new friends and spread our wisdom. She always comes back with stories of her adventures and sometimes brings home other Na'vi who wish to join the Sarentu. She always has something new to tell me from her travels."

"So..." his ears begin to rise with hope, "She eventually comes back?"

"Always. It could be days or months, but she always comes home. Although... she never stays long."

Ri'nela sucks in a deep breath, her gaze heavy, "I can see it in her eyes. She is saddened by us. She looks at me and Teylan and thinks of you. That is why she travels so much... to be rid of your memory. To forget that you abandoned her."

Despite how her tone was soft and gentle, her words cut deep into Nor's skin, making him flinch in pain as his ears and tail lowered in distress and guilt. Ri'nela lowers herself to her knees, meeting Nor's eyes with a stern, cold expression, "When she returns-- and she will, you will not abandon her again."

Nor swallows sharply and nods once, his voice so quiet and strange to him, "What do I even say to her?"

The Sarentu tsahik lifts her chin, "I would do nothing less than beg for her forgiveness on your hands and knees."

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Nor had been living among the Sarentu and the Resistance for two months before you finally made your appearance.

You flew in by ikran, fast and agile, your Bonded barely giving herself time to fan out her wings to stop her descent before her talons landed gracefully on the ground. Luckily, no one was close enough to be ambushed by the harsh entrance, but once people began to realize who had made a quick landing in the center of their community, they all began to flock toward you and your ikran, eager to see you and hear about your travels.

Nor didn't know that it had been you who landed, but when Ri'nela came to fetch him, both relief and dread fought each other in his stomach, his lungs barely expanding enough for him to breathe. He follows the tsahik out of his new kelku and toward the crowd, unconsciously keeping his head down so you wouldn't immediately see him.

Not like that was an issue as you were currently occupied by your friends and family, barely giving you time to dismount from your ikran before you were bombarded with hugs and warm welcomes.

"Y/n!"

"Teylan!" You laugh excitedly, hopping down from your banshee as Teylan runs up to you. He bends low just before he scoops you up in his arms and swings you around in the air enthusiastically, causing you to let out a soft squeal of surprise.

Nor watched this soft display from a distance, a small twinge of his tail indicating he was slightly jealous. He was aware of what Teylan had done and knew why neither you nor Ri'nela felt the need to tell Nor about their friend's betrayal after the first HQ was destroyed. At the time, Nor was hateful and blamed everyone who wronged him and his loved ones. He understands why he was never told about Teylan's betrayal, knowing it wouldn't have gone well... knowing that it might have ended up like what happened with Alma's avatar.

Despite coming to terms with himself and calmly accepting both Alma and Teylan's betrayals, Nor couldn't help but feel bothered as he watched Teylan set you down and begin rambling about everything you might have missed while you were gone. It bothered him that you had forgiven Teylan easily enough, your smile wide and keeping your eyes solely on your dear friend as he talked so he knew he had your full attention.

So'lek walked up and greeted you as well with a small yet warm smile, asking about your travels and other clans. Nor felt his eyes lower in shame. While the lone warrior was sympathetic to Nor and how he felt, So'lek has yet to speak to him, only watching from a distance with those disappointed eyes. Nor couldn't blame him. He had let So'lek down, just like many others.

He stands back, letting everyone else greet you first, but Ri'nela won't let him run away, no matter how much he wishes he could. Keeping Nor to stay put with just one, pointed glare, she turns away and walks up to you, embracing you tightly before whispering into your ear,

"There is someone here to see you."

"Is it Anufi?" You asked excitedly, not yet catching whatever dire note was in your friend's voice as you pulled out of her hug to inspect her face, continuing to ramble, "Or Okul? I promised them I would bring some of Relun's best recipes the next time I visited. I didn't think Okul would be so impatient--"

You cut yourself off, voice faltering on your tongue as your eyes catch movement behind Ri'nela. Peering over her shoulder, words fail you as your eyes widen in shock, face quickly losing color as if you had seen a ghost.

Nor felt his skin prickle under your watchful eye, noting the way your ears and tail fell before he could even blink. Standing closer to you than before, he made a quick observation about your attire, his eyes scanning the songcord running up and down your arm, longer than it had ever been before. His own ears lowered when he noticed a familiar item dangling from the cord.

You still had his stone. He wasn't sure if that made him feel better or worse.

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After you were given time to relax and have a home-cooked meal with your friends and loved ones, you found yourself in a secluded part of the forest near the base, arms crossed and internal walls up as you stood before Nor, alone. Ri'nela insisted the two of you talked privately, and the two of you both had your own reasons to disagree with her, but didn't dare protest.

You let the two of you linger in a long, sullen silence, making Nor's skin crawl uncomfortably, keeping his eyes lowered to the ground while yours practically bore into his flesh. He wished he didn't deserve your hatred, knowing that you were unforgiving when you wanted to be. Perhaps it was because you were younger, but you always seemed so... kind and gentle, but eager to fight for what was right. You always wanted to fight for your home, for the memory of your mother and sister. You had wanted to fight so that other Na'vi children never went through what you went through with Nor, Ri'nela, Teylan, and the other Sarentu children who were abducted. Nor has seen your fire directed at the Sky People and he was always proud to witness your ruthlessness... but he never thought he'd be on the receiving end of it.

And now that you were less young and less naive, it was hard to picture that younger, more hopeful you. As he stood before you, he couldn't help but wonder where had the time gone.

Your eyes never leave his form, your expression impassive as you finally spoke, "How long before you leave again?"

Nor flinched, eyes still downcast, "I... I don't intend on leaving."

"Like you did last time."

He winced once more, voice quiet in response, "Could you ever forgive me?"

Your eyes narrow, "Why should I?"

"You seem to have forgiven Teylan easily enough."

"Because at least Teylan stayed and did everything in his power to show he deserved forgiveness," you snapped. Although you never raised your voice, your words still felt like a punch to the gut, "At least Cortez stayed and tried her best to right her wrongs, instead of running like a coward and avoiding her responsibilities."

His eyes finally lift to meet hers, irises riddled with guilt and pain, "I'm so sorry..."

You glared at him for what felt like forever when really it was only a few minutes. Eventually, your posture relaxes, the anger bleeding away into defeat and quiet resentment. You shook your head, voice equally as quiet as his, "I don't blame you for how you feel. I don't even blame you for what you did, despite how much I wish you didn't do it."

Your own eyes lowered, unable to look at him as you whispered, "I blame you for leaving and not making it right. For abandoning us-- your family."

Nor wanted to reach out and touch you, but instead curled his hands into fists to restrain himself, keeping them at his sides while looking out over the forest, "Why... Why didn't you just track me down and drag me back?"

He couldn't help but wonder. You were an excellent tracker and hunter, far more observant and patient than he had ever been. Many times while he was alone out in the wild, he would dream of you ambushing him, screaming at the top of your lungs before you grabbed him by the ear and brought him back... back home. Nor would often wake up from these dreams and feel cold, often looking around to see if you were actually there or not. But you never showed up.

You bite your lip, "I thought about it... many times actually. Sometimes it was almost an unbearable temptation and I had to keep busy to stop myself."

He glanced back with disbelief, "Why?"

"Because as much as I hate you..." If you had realized just how much those words hurt him, you didn't show it, your mind far away even as you looked directly at him, practically looking right through him, "I would never make you do anything against your will. That would make me no better than Mercer. You wanted to be left alone. So that's what I gave you... even if it left the most unimaginable pain in my chest. It was worse than Aha'ri because at least I knew my sister was dead... but I had no idea where you were or if you were alive."

Nor was harshly reminded of what he saw in the Circle of Ancestors, your pain still at the very front of his mind, the very pain he caused for disappearing without a trace. His eyes glance down to your wrist, longingly staring at the small stone with the mark of the Sarentu he had carved into its surface.

"I'm sorry."

"You said that. You also said that you go wherever I go," she followed his gaze and lifted the stone up to her eye level, staring at it while remembering all of those promises he made the day he gave the stone to her, "You said if you ever leave, it would only be when I was ready to go with you. You lied."

Nor finally stepped forward, hands reaching out to you as he tried to bargain, "B... But I'm here now. I-- I'm here to stay and make things right again. I can make things right. Teylan and Alma... they came back to make things right. I want to do the same."

"Yes. Now. When the fighting is over, not when it mattered." You bite back.

He sucked in air through his teeth, hissing as though he was in pain, your words like venom, "I know. I know I made a mistake. I should have returned immediately after leaving. I should have gone to cool off and then come straight back to you. I... I should not have hurt Alma. I should not have hurt you."

"And unless you can turn back time, you can't change what you've done," you step away, keeping your distance, keeping your walls high and on guard as you mutter, "I should be grateful you wanted to try and traditionally court me. If we hadn't taken things slow... had we mated... I don't think I could have survived what you did."

Your eyes glare deep in his soul, "What was that phrase Mercer used to say? 'I dodged a bullet?'"

Nor's ears stay low and pinned to his skull, looking like a kicked puppy, "Please do not say that."

"Why?"

"Because you are not Mercer."

"No, but as of right now, it's easier to say his name than yours," the words stung, hurting Nor even more when he caught the way your voice cracked. Glancing up, his heart shattered at the sight of tears slowly spilling down your face, your lip trembling as you tried to keep your words steady, "I expected Mercer to do terrible things. I... I never expected for you-- for you to--"

Leave.

You scoff to yourself, your words ashes in your mouth, "I should've known. You wanted to leave from the start. Maybe if I had let you go from the start, this would have hurt less."

"But I am here now," he quickly soothes, "I'm here."

You don't glare at him, but your wet eyes bore into him as though he had betrayed you all over again. You let out a shaky sigh through your nose as you slowly open your mouth, making your tongue move before you could hold back your words, "... I don't need you right now. I needed you back then, but not now. I needed you when it mattered."

He could almost see your walls building ever higher in your mind and heart, his own beginning to crumble to dust, "Y/n, please--"

"I'm not going to make you leave again," you quickly add, turning your back to him as you start walking back toward the Resistance base, distantly speaking without sparing any emotions, "I'll do that myself. I have to leave at first light tomorrow to meet up with the Zeswa before they take off for migration. I think it would be best if you and I don't interact from here on out whenever I come back home. Stay or leave, I don't care anymore."

You walk back without uttering another word. You don't even look back to see Nor's reaction. He watches you retreat until you completely disappear from view, the urge to run after you so strong he has to bite his tongue from calling out to you. Something made him stay put, letting you go despite how his anger and sadness were pleading with him to pick up his feet, to follow you, to say everything he didn't know how to say but by Eywa, he wanted to try.

But he didn't. He knew this was no more than he deserved for what he put you through alone.

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A/n: This is definitely getting a Part 3 😈 Lemme know if you would like to be tagged in it!

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dilfsyndrome · 17 days

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Because I don’t feel like I did it right the first time

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oasiswithmyg · 3 months

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First Meetings

So’lek x Sarentu!Reader

Hi everyone, this is my first fic ever for anything, this will be with AFAB reader in mind and will follow closely to the storyline of the game, so there will be spoilers. As I'm making this a series, each of these can be read as standalones. I hope you enjoy it ! Any Na’vi words or phrases I use, the English translation will be right next to it, if not then it will be at the end of the fic!

Word count: 2.6k

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“It's our world, it's lost…dying, because we didn't fight for it when we had a chance. Now we’re fighting for yours. We’re going to make a difference here. Together.” Priya passionately declared as she looked at you sincerely. Then her eyes widened as she remembered something, “Oh! So’lek was hoping to catch you too. Promised him I wouldn't forget. Tell him I didn’t forget !”

You giggled at how cute and bubbly Priya was, out of all the humans here at the resistance base, you liked her cheerful mannerisms a lot. You could tell that she would be a wonderful friend to have. You nodded and thanked her before you head over to find So’lek.

As you slowly walked through the base, your mind had shifted to the recent events that occurred while you and the others were at the TAP facility a day ago. The reason for the shift being a certain resistance Na’vi.

Oel ngati kameie. I see you.

Those were the first words you heard from him when you woke up after the cryo sleep. Even with all the chaos that was going on at the time, you couldn’t help but feel drawn to the Na’vi who seemed to be very straight-forward, blunt and yet understanding of the situation that you and the rest of the Sarentu had faced.

So’lek, he said, was his name (‘what a lovely name’ you had thought) when you asked him while on the run from the RDA, one of the last remaining survivors of his clan. Although, everytime you think of that memory, alone and running from the RDA, you remember the fear of being separated from everyone and wondering if they were safe. After what happened to Aha’ri, you couldn’t stand anyone else being hurt. But So’lek’s voice kept you moving forward and when one of the RDA in the AMP suit caught you, holding you down as that horrible man, Mercer looked down on you, comparing you to your sister, the only thing you wished and hoped for was that So’lek would keep the Sarentu trio safe, as you almost gave up, He came out of nowhere, shooting at the RDA to save you and told you to run.

When you finally got out of the TAP facility, Pandora was nothing like what Mercer or the TAP said it was. They said that it was a terrifying, vicious, and cruel world. However, to your eyes, It was beautiful, the bright sun, the sounds of the creatures and water of the forest. It was like a new world and you couldn’t believe that you spent so long without it all.

As you walked forward, finding So’lek and the others immediately became a priority, when you finally found So’lek, he was hurt, the concern in you washed over like a wave in your chest, he must have gotten injured while protecting you. You knew at that moment that you wanted to protect him as well, taking his bow and using your Na’vi sense that So'lek told you about, made you realize how much you missed out on life, then getting the dapophet plant to heal him and fighting the RDA, gave you a feeling like no other, it made you feel that you can help, that you can be a protector as well.

However, It was when So’lek asked about your songchord, that made your heart flutter. You can still remember the conversation even though it hadn’t been that long.

“You have no songchord.” So’lek said as he got up after repositioning his shoulder, noticing that the Sarentu he seemed to run into a lot was missing a songchord. There was just something different about her, she seemed very caring and yet so strong in spirit, as he could tell as they were on the run from the RDA. “We had my mother’s, but they stole it” Your voice cracked as you said it, the pain of losing both your sister and the songchord, the only piece of your mother left still hurts you to this day.

Hearing that, So’lek felt anger and resentment flare up in his chest. Not only did they kidnap the Sarentu children, kill his clan and hurt the lands of Pandora, they had the audacity to steal something precious from a child as well. He could not explain the feeling in his chest, he wanted to do something for the Sarentu. “Then we must change that” his voice seemed to soften as he said the words and as he questioned, “What is your name Sarentu ?”.

Hearing his voice being gentle brought heat to your cheeks, and more flutterings in your chest, a feeling of happiness seemed to spread through you, “Y/N, my name is Y/N” you looked at him as your name rolled out your mouth in a hurry. Hearing it, So’lek lips curved up a tiny bit, his smile although small was gentle.

The rest went on with him making sure you understood that you must find your own way as you are a Na’vi and by doing so on your own was the way you can learn and then he finally asked you to join the resistance, hearing how he talked about the resistance made you understand why he was in it and you wanted to join them to help other Na’vi, to help save Pandora. After reaching the resistance base and meeting many new human faces, it was a breath of fresh air, they seemed so kind and you could tell that they were sincere in their welcoming and the work that they do here. The only person you still felt a bit weird with was Alma, but you discarded it as it was probably a long time of not seeing each other. She must have felt that she lost all of you after putting you all to cyro sleep.

Seeing the rest of the Sarentu trio free was another happiness that you could not describe, as you saw them as your family. With you being the second to last youngest, you looked up to Ri’nela and Nor a lot, you tried to be there for them as much as possible, to be listening ear or someone they could find comfort in, especially Nor, as he lost his best friend, your big sister. He was the only one that would rebel at the facility, trying to follow Aha’ri’s footsteps. Ri’nela, she became a big sister to you, but was always worried about what would happen if things didn’t go the way TAP wanted. Then there was the youngest, Teylan, he was like a little brother you never had, he would always hold onto your shirt when he felt overwhelmed and sometimes at night when he felt no one would notice, he would sneak into your bed and cuddle wanting to escape whatever nightmares would plague him. It was why you made a very simple doll out of one of the old clothes you had, you gave it to him saying that at times if he couldn’t see you, that he can always hold on to it to know that you’ll always be there for him. The day you gave him that, he hugged you so tightly, he didn’t let go for a long time. But it worried you how much he seemed to praise and think about Mercer.

Then you were given your first mission, take down one of the RDA facilities near the base which was polluting the land, Pneumatic Tower Echo. It felt overwhelming at first but after seeing how the land, your land, the land of Pandora, was ruined because of the RDA, a determination had stirred up in you. It was what made you destroy the RDA facility as soon as possible. In wonder you had seen Eywa had worked in mysterious ways, the land rejuvenated after the facility was destroyed, with creatures from the forest returning to the land, the flora coming back to life. Teylan called you through the radio in worry after hearing the bang, he and the others were at a flower they found. He wanted you to be there with the others so you could check it out, you had hurried over to the group, slowing down as you and the others came closer to the flower, Ri’nela had gasped in wonder, saying how that it was the flower that opens only for the Sarentu, to connect to Eywa, a Tarsyu. You had looked at it in awe, as you could only barely remember seeing the flower when you were a toddler. Finally, pulling your kuru forward, you connected to Eywa and met your ancestor Entu, the first Toruk Makto, with your will renewed, your heart became content and excited at the prospect of learning more and more about what it means to be a Sarentu.

You stopped reminiscing as you finally headed over to the armory where So’lek was at, looking over his gun. For some reason you didn’t think twice when Priya told you that So’lek was looking for you, your feet seemed to have a mind of their own. So’lek ears turned to your direction as he heard your footsteps approach him, he looked up and his lips curved up automatically, he looked proud as he said, “You did well out there”. You felt happy at his words, that you had helped the resistance in some way. As you looked over at him, you felt curious about the weapon in his hand. “Did the humans teach you their weapons too ?” you asked.

So’lek’s eyes became dull at those words, a resentment growing in his chest as his thoughts went to his clan, from when he could last remember them. You wanted to take back the words immediately, not wanting to see his eyes fill with such emptiness ever again. “No, I saw the RDA butcher my clan. Their bullets slicing them to shreds. That was my lesson.” he explained, his voice low and tense as he continued, “I know how it feels to be among the last of your people. The humans…they are like their guns. Brought here to cause pain.”

You took in his words and you honestly agreed to what he exclaimed. Guns and those strange machines just brought more destruction to Pandora, especially the humans who operated them. But you were confused as well, were the humans here at the resistance base not RDA once ? Voicing this concern of yours, he firmly replied in a hurry, “and I will not make it easy for them to forget. They are our allies now, yes. But, this is not their war. They fight for the ghost of their home world. But we fight for our home.” His words made you think about your time spent at TAP. Although the program was to ensure a healthy relation between humans and Na’vi, it never felt like that. It felt like that evil man had won, “In the end, Mercer got what he wanted, he made us into soldiers.” Your hands clenched tightly at your sides, your tail swishing, agitated and just saying it made you frustrated.

So’lek looked at the Sarentu thoughtfully, he could understand her frustration, her pain and sorrow, he could see how much she wanted to change the way things were and he felt like he wanted to help guide her on her journey, to be her helping hand, he could not explain these emotions well. So he advised her, “You are not what they made you. You are Na’vi. You will learn what that means in time. Starting with this,” he pulled something from the back of his gear, it was a songchord, “I made it for you” he passed the songchord to you, looking at it, you could feel the crack in your heart when they had stole your mother’s songchord from you lessen. You held it in your hands gently, as if it was the most precious thing in the world, which probably was as this was the first time someone, other than your sister and mother, ever made anything for you.

“My own songchord, like my mother’s…” you gently noted.

“All Na’vi wear one. It is your life’s journey for the world to see. For you to remember” He explained the significance of the songchords to you.

“Her’s had more beads on it” you exclaimed in a low tone, trying to remember what it looked like when you last saw it, before Mercer had taken it right out of your hands. You tied the songchord that So’lek had given you on your wrist and examined it carefully, noticing a bead on, your eyes looked at him curiously.

“Each bead is a moment of great importance to the wearer. I have put one in place to commemorate your first steps to freedom. Build on it. Build your own memories. Each one, a new song in your heart.” So’lek explained, noting the soft and gentle look grace the Sarentu’s face. This expression was something he hoped to see, to brighten whatever dark clouds that had been swirling in her mind.

You looked at him, hoping to convey your will to him, “I hope we can. Ri’nela really wants to try. To know what it means to be Sarentu. But at the Tarsyu…Nor seemed confused. Upset.” Thinking about it, after your sister's death, Nor took it hard and felt that it was his own fault for her death, that he did not try harder. He always used to listen closely to Aha’ri with you when she would hum the songs or tell stories of the Sarentu.

“Eywa shows us who we are. And who we can be. But she also reminds us of what has been lost. For your people, that is a heavy burden” So’lek said somberly. He then picked up his gun and started inspecting it again. “The back exit is not so exposed, he may be there.” Noting the worry on your face for Nor, he stated. You nodded with a smile at him, you were about to turn and leave when you remembered, “So’lek,” he turned his head to your voice, a slight shiver crawled up his spine at the gentle caress in the way you said his name, he could see your expression and he felt shocked at the way your eyes looked him in gratefulness. “Irayo So’lek. Thank you so much. For saving me and the others. For giving me strength. For making this songchord and the bead, I will treasure it always and I hope that I can show you my journey through it.”

You turned to leave, feeling the heat rush back to your cheeks at the honest words you blurted out to him, your feelings all over the place. However, before you left, you heard him whisper to you, so that only you would hear, “Be safe.” You felt your heart skip a beat as you nodded to him and rushed out of the base in order to search for Nor.

So’lek did not expect the Sarentu to say such heart-felt words, he had to cover his face because it felt slightly heated. He did not understand what he was feeling, as he did not feel the same with the other Sarentu trio as he did with her. Maybe it was her honest and caring nature that made him feel flustered. For now though, he decided to ignore those feelings. He needed to focus on gathering intel about those who killed his clan and defeating the RDA.

Little did either of them know, that in the future that he would not be able to ignore his feelings and that there would be a bead that represents them on her songchord.

∘ Oel ngati kameie - I see you

∘ Irayo - thanks

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