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And So She Danced With Death

Chapter 5

Dark!Neteyam x Na'vi!Reader fic

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Disclaimer!: All canon characters in ATWOW that appear in ASSDWD are all aged up by 5 years.

Synopsis: While you finally reunite with the Sully's and the rest of the Metkayina clan, Quaritch works with General Ardmore on how they can further subdue Neteyam's rebellious behavior.

WARNINGS: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, angst, SOO much angst, mentions of death, near death experience, evil! Neteyam, soft!Neteyam, suggestive language, mentions of torture and abuse

It felt like you had been flying aimlessly around for hours, your eyes were heavy. A sense of exhaustion saturated your features which transferred in waves to your ikran, their wings becoming heavy. A faint yip in the distance below caught your attention, as you looked down squinting your eyes in efforts to get a better view, slowly angling your ikran to glide downward. That’s when you finally spotted them. The Sully siblings waving their arms in the air desperate to get your attention. You exhaled a breath of relief smiling down at them, as you shifted your weight to fully descend to meet them on the cliff-side. After jumping from your banshee you are immediately met with a group embrace from the siblings, with Lo’ak and Kiri at your sides, Tuk taking her own space between them. You held all of them close, relief and exhaustion- both physical and emotional, mixing as you melted into your family’s hold. Guilt once again pained your chest. You had meant to reunite your mate with his family, and now you carried the weight of coming back empty handed. The familiar sting in your throat grew, the dampness in your eyes becoming more evident, prompting you to sandwich your head between Kiri and Lo’ak’s in efforts to hide your face from them. “Sister? What is wrong? Are you hurt anywhere?” Kiri asked anxiously, rubbing your back “I am so sorry… to all of you. I tried- I…” sobs began to rip from your throat as the blanket of security from your family’s embrace settled with you.

Kiri pulled back to look at your face, cupping your cheek, “Hey hey it is ok, just breathe Y/N you are back in one piece that is what matters.” She cooed in attempts to reassure you. Lo’ak pulled back as well, slightly pushing Kiri out of the way to get a more direct look at you as he grasped your shoulders, “What were you thinking? Why would you go back there alone?”, “Lo’ak-“ Kiri huffed trying to reel back her brother’s frantic questioning, “No- I know it’s just… we could’ve helped you, sister”. You could read the despair in Lo’ak’s expression. Relieved that you were safe, yet a part of him wishes you had involved him in your plans. That maybe they would’ve gone a bit more successful had he’d been there to back you up. You shook your head wiping your tears away anxiously, letting out an firm sniffle, clearing your thoughts, “I would never allow myself to put any of you in danger like that. It is why I forbade you from returning to that place”. Lo’ak scoffed at this, even Tuk now stood back with her arms crossed, pouting up at you. “And yet that didn’t stop you from going on your own huh? Ha… ‘guess you really are a Sully” he chuckled lightheartedly. The words warmed your heart more than he would ever know and before you could stop yourself, your arms were wrapped around him again, holding him in your embrace, “Thank you, Lo’ak…” you sigh, true relief finally encompassing your mental state. Kiri smiled on at the two of you, continuing her past actions of soothing your back. Tuk becoming antsy at standing around tugged at your tail, “Come on! Mom and Dad will want to know you are back!”. Dread slowly crept into your mind at the thought. Shit they are going to be pissed.

Anxiety washed over you as the four of you walked into the forest ahead. You already knew that neither Jake or Neytiri would approve of your actions, yet you had to keep your firm resolve. You didn’t regret what you had done. Maybe you felt a tad guilty for leaving without a word to anyone, but you couldn’t help, but to feel hopeful as you recalled what Spider had said in the forest, “You woke him up”. The words rang through your mind, allowing a small smile to play on your lips. Your eyes gawked as the four of you came upon a large winding tree, reminding you of the home tree you once knew growing up. The sounds of yips broke through your subconscious as you made your way through the crowd of ocean na’vi, setting up tents at the base of the tree, not fully acclimated to their new place of residence. “This must be so strange for them” you affirm, earning a snide chuckle at your statement from Lo’ak, “Like fish out of water.” Kiri rolled her eyes, taking Tuk by the hand, “Come on, mom and dad are up this way”. Climbing your way up the winding trunk, the uneasiness in your stomach only seemed to get worse, a wave of nausea threatening to tighten at the base of your throat. Finally coming upon an open area hiding within the large protective branches of the tree, were Jake conversing with Tonowari, about what specially you weren’t sure. Off to the side Ronal was calmly sat on a woven mat going through her belongings seemingly to prepare a ritualistic cleansing to bless their temporary home. Neytiri reflected the exact opposite demeanor, frantically pacing back and forth, her tail swinging rapidly behind her. Her pacing came to a halt as she lifted her head the very moment the four of you made your appearance, her eye’s immediately singling you out from amongst her children. You hardly had time to process as Neytiri raced over to you. Her words came out jumbled and messy as she cupped your face and checked all over your body for any marks or injuries. Her questioning suddenly halted, eyes pausing on the crook of your neck. Taken aback by her sudden hesitation you beginning making your own scan of her, not entirely sure of what halted her scolding. “Child-“ she spoke scarcely, as if he breath was fleeting. Her eyes glued to the spot on your neck. “This mark… it is fresh”. Then the realization finally hit you. Neteyam had marked you earlier in the midst of reclaiming you. The faint memory of him sinking his teeth into you as his hips ground against your own, holding you in place. It had almost become an after thought when you were interrupted sooner there after. Neytiri grasped your shoulders slightly shaking you to return your thoughts to the forefront, Jake was now jogging up behind his mate, eyeing the two of you with a confused expression, “explain yourself Y/N!”. Uncertainty shot through you as your ears slowly moved to lay back against your head, “I- I uh..” “You mated with that demon?!”.

The words were harsh, cut throat. Neytiri was not there to witness the change in her son, the last she had heard was that he had nearly strangled you to death. Your eyes now narrowed on the woman in front of you, the confidence growing in your chest now compelled you to stand up for your mate who was not here to defend himself, “He is still my mate, Neytiri. That has not changed.” You glower, eyes growing dark, tail now standing in assertiveness. Neytiri hissed backing away from you, beginning her pacing once more as she debated her next words. Jake took the opportunity to put himself between you and your mother-in-law, taking your shoulders in a more comforting manor, “Y/N I need you to answer me truthfully-“ he hummed sympathetically, “Did he force himself on you?”. Your brows scrunched immediately at the accusation, shoving his hands off of you in your now offensive state, “What? No! I wanted it-he would not do that.” It was now your turn to start your own small trail of pacing, “You would accuse your own son of such a thing??” You hiss, tail wildly wriggling behind you. The act of taking a mate by force was one of the biggest taboos in na’vi culture. The mere idea of Neteyam taking such actions against you only caused the nausea in your stomach to double. “Then help me understand it Y/N!” Jake pleaded now growing agitated, “Damn it, one moment he’s trying to kill you and now I’m supposed to believe that he’s asking for consent before bending you over? Nuh uh- I don’t think so, I’m not buying that crap” Jake fumed. Your own anger was starting to match his. You swear you could see sparks igniting between the two of you “Who do you think helped me escape, Jake? Huh?? I appreciate your faith in my ability to sneak out on my own, but if it hadn’t been for Neteyam, I would still be back in that fucking room with Quaritch breathing down my neck!” Your body now shaking in anger. The thought of Quaritch invading your personal space all over again made you ill. The way his potent artificial scent had stung your nostrils. How you longed to be back in the secure arms of your mate, so he could protect you from that demon. That’s exactly how you envisioned it: the thought of Quaritch melting away from your consciousness only to be replaced by the man you longed for the most, holding you in his solicitous embrace. Craving to be engulfed in his intoxicating scent once more. You released an uneasy breath as you steadied your thoughts before calmly turning your attention back to Jake, “I know it does not make sense right now, but I need you to trust me, Jake. Neteyam is still in there, and we need to come up with a plan to get him back”. Jake gave his own unsteady sigh shaking his head lightly, his hands placed on his hips as he rolled your words over in his head.

“Go rest up, kid” was all he said, his eyes secure on the branches in front of him, purposely avoiding your gaze. Giving a weak nod you begin to make your way toward one of the branches to ascend upon. As you turn the corner of the large central trunk, a strange sensation wafts through your stomach. Your brows pinch in a slight wince at the discomfort, leaning your shoulder against the tree as you look down at the afflicted area. Something felt… off. It wasn’t something you could quite place, but the feeling was definitely foreign. Your hand drifted to gently caress your lower abdomen, hoping to ease some of the tension. Perhaps you were just sore? Still that explanation didn’t feel right, it was as if your entire world was shifted on its axis. In the spur of the moment you felt a gust of wind blow past you through the branches, your ears wavering as you looked around scanning the area. And then you spotted it, floating down majestically, carried by the soft wind. Atokirina’… a single seed from the spirit tree, but this far out on the coast? Why had it strayed so far from home? You studied carefully as the spirit floated around you, slowly gliding toward where your hand rested against your stomach. With a brief grazing of its tentacles against your skin, the spirit ascended upward disappearing into the branches. Your breath was caught in your throat as you watched the seedling fade away, a sudden thought crossing your mind and suddenly it all became clear. You shift your weight to lean your back against the trunk, eyes gazing up in the direction the spirit had ascended to, “Shit…”.

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The flight to Hell’s Gate nearly took up half of the day, 10 hours to be exact. Neteyam sat toward the back of the gun ship, disassociating as his eyes fixed on the floor in front of him, however not failing to notice through his peripheral how Spider would not so discreetly look back at him every so often throughout the flight from the other side of the ship to check on him. Before the ship had even fully landed on the helipad, two recoms had secured their spot next to Neteyam, one positioned on either side of him, detaching his wrists that were cuffed to the seat under him, only to immediately add a new pair to keep his hands behind his back. The rest of the ship passengers had readied themselves for departure, jumping from the gun ship as it leveled out above the ground. “Look alive, boy!” Quaritch called out to Neteyam, signaling the two recoms to escort him out of the ship, Spider following close behind after they had descended. Neteyam’s entire body tensed, the smell of oil, gases, and machinery assaulted his nostrils, instinctively scrunching his nose with distaste as the group made their way inside the complex.

Quaritch’s team soon met up with General Ardmore, who upon first meeting immediately singled out Neteyam, the only true na’vi of the group still dressed in his cultural garb, “You consider putting some real clothes on him?” She questioned discourteously after greeting Quaritch first, now gesturing in Neteyam’s direction. The colonel nearly shrugged in response, “Nah, figured it would take away from the illusion.” He smirked pleased with himself. Ardmore eyed Neteyam once more “Not a bad idea… is he behaving?”. Another shrug, “We do the best we can to subdue him however we can, but he’s loosing his resolve” the last part being whispered as Quaritch leaned in attempts to not raise any flags. Ardmore seemed unbothered, in fact Neteyam could almost swore she looked pleased, “I think I have something you could work with” she inferred, turning on her heels to continue down the hall, the group instantly following behind her with Quaritch in the lead.

The space they were led to was filled with different machinery and computers. One of which Spider immediately recognized, causing him to shiver as he recalled the torture he went through while being interrogated when he was first captured by the RDA. His brain immediately began to race, concerned for Neteyam’s safety. What are they planning to do to him? How can I protect Neteyam if they try something similar on him?

Spider now picked up his pace walking slightly closer next to the na’vi, which Neteyam acknowledged with only a flick of his ear in Spider’s direction. “Doctor Kemper, show them the device you’ve constructed” the general motioned over to one of the scientists typing frantically on his computer, but immediately stopping upon hearing his orders and carefully fishing out a small collar like device from his desk-side drawer, “Ah- yes General; This is our neuro-stimulit” the scientist displayed the small piece of machinery holding it for colonel Quaritch to view, as he pointed to each of its different facets, “the flexible metallic stem on the back is run along the subject’s spine, where a small implant reads the individual’s neural responses, sort of like a tiny CT scanner”. The doctor explained now motioning down to the inner rim of the collar, Spider slowly creeping forward making sure to keep close attention as Kemper continued to explain the design, “upon picking up certain… uh.. undesired chemical releases in the brain, these probs will send an appropriate shock toward the subject”. Neteyam although unable to truly understand what exactly the device did, the idea of it being able to read his mind made him uneasy, biting on the inside of his cheek absentmindedly. With a snap of Quaritch’s fingers the two recoms on either side of Neteyam, thrusted him down to his knees, one of them taking his kuru in their fist, holding it agonizingly tight. Despite his fight or flight instincts telling him to fight back, to resist and throw them off, Neteyam bit his tongue and obediently lowered his head, as the contraption was placed around his neck.

“Alright now how do we know it works?” Quaritch eyed the scientist who was carefully stepping a generous distance away from the na’vi warrior after placing the collar on him, “Oh well as of right now we have it to track signs of dopamine and serotonin. Uh- so signs of desire or pleasure. To test it, try to get him to think of something he likes.” A sly grin began to spread on Quaritch’s face as an idea passed through his mind, leaning down to look Neteyam in the eye, “Alright then… let’s start with your woman then huh? You still haven’t given me a straight answer to any of the questions I asked you earlier.” Immediately Neteyam’s mind flew to thoughts of you. He knew exactly what Quaritch was getting at and desperately tried to push the intrusions out of his mind. No response from the device. “Nothing? Come on, surely you haven’t forgotten already have you? How you shamelessly fucked her in that interrogation room..” Quaritch growled lowly, the devilish smirk stretching wide against his features, “He did what!?” The general boomed, but it was already in motion. The thoughts of the account returning to the forefront in Neteyam’s mind. How your body squirmed underneath him, his arms locked around you to sink you further onto his co- ZAP! The doctor inspected his monitor as the na’vi buckled under the pain. “Yup! He’s peaking in areas of his cingulate cortex, hypothalamus, and amygdala. Parts of the brain that monitor different aspects of emotional processing.” He explained, ecstatic that his engineering had been successful. Spider shifted back and forth on the balls of his feet, as he anxiously watched Neteyam mentally struggling to push the memories out of his mind, his chest and shoulders heaving dramatically with each breath, as the shocks relentlessly continued along his spine. Quaritch watched intently as Neteyam struggled against his own mind, crossing his arms in a victorious stance, “a couple more doses of this thing and even the thought of Sully and his family will drive him mad.. good work doc”. Spider glared up at Quaritch through hooded brows, everything he had thought about him before, everything he taught the man about Pandora and it’s culture, he regretted it all in this moment. “So you said you had intel on Sully’s whereabouts?” Quaritch asked, directing his attention to the general. “We think they are moving north up along the coast. One of our patrol copters in the area picked up on a large amount of movement some ways out on their radar. I told them not to engage for the time being. I know it’s a lot of ground to cover, but regardless, we should still be able to catch them off guard”. Quaritch have a confirmed nod before his gaze fell to Neteyam, panting on the cold floor, body trembling. A sly smirk smeared across his face, “Get him up! We are moving out” he quickly ordered the other recoms, before making their way back in the direction they came in. Spider felt anxiety surge through his chest, panicked he had to warn you before they took off. Spider slowly fell behind the rest of the group, keeping his distance as he raised his hand to the comms device on his neck.

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“Y/N.. Y/N do you copy?”

Your body stirred in your hammock hearing a sudden disembodied voice, your ears perked, quickly realizing where it was coming from. Sitting up hastily, your hand practically flies over your comms mic, “Spider? What’s going on? -Is Neteyam okay?”. There was silence on the other line for a few short moments. How could Spider confess to you that Neteyam had been enduring literal torture on and off for the passed 10 plus hours. He decided to leave it alone and focus on getting his information across before he missed his time window, “Y/N I need you to listen to me… Quaritch and his team had a tip off about where you guys are hiding out. You gotta tell Jake to get everyone prepared to defend themselves”. Immediately you are jumping out of your hammock, already making your way to find Jake, “How long do we have?” You press on, noting how Spider ignored your question about the condition of your mate, causing your stomach to twist uncomfortably, yet you push the thought away as you make your way down the thick branch back into the more flat meeting area. “Half a day maybe? If I had to guess it would be late morning tomorrow- I gotta go! Stay safe”, and just like that the line went completely silent. You took in a steady breath, your brows pinched in focus as you locked your sights of Jake. You mentally thanked Eywa that he was still awake, despite it being late at night, as you called out to him with a firm voice, “Jake!- it’s Quaritch he knows where we are, we have to tell Tonowari to get the clan ready for battle”.

It was clear by the look on Jake’s face that he was more than just mildly confused, as his facial features hardened at your declaration, raising his arms slightly to halt your oncoming strides as you neared him, “Kid, what the hell are you talking about? Did you know about this earlier?”. “No- look I’m in communication with Spider, he worked with Neteyam to help me escape, he just told me Quaritch and his men were on their way”. Jake’s face contorted into deep distaste. The memory of learning about Spider’s betrayal, the feeling that he had failed his family a second time by taking the human in. He didn’t want to trust another word if it came from Spider’s mouth, yet the threat was too great to ignore. Brows creased, he looked over at you sternly before giving a quick nod of his head, “Go, stay with Tuk and the others, I’ll go talk to Tonowari”. His words were final as he walked past you, but you couldn’t help, but refuse his orders, “Jake, Neteyam will be with them, you need to let me stay and fight!” you urge him, your face painted in a mix of anguish and desperation. Jake whips his head around, his dreads partially falling into his face as he stares down at you,”This isn’t up for debate Y/N, stay with them so they don’t do anything stupid… I’m counting on you, please- just go”. Jake knew how hard this must be for you, but he held your safety and that of his own kids at his top priority. Your ears flattened slightly as his harsh tone, but you hesitantly nod watching his stern look soften somewhat, the two of you heading off in separate directions. After a little bit of searching you are able to find Lo’ak and the rest of the Sully siblings, still asleep in their hammocks. Settling yourself down on the branch, you watch over them intently. There was no way you could find it within yourself to go back to sleep at this point. Your mind was racing, trying to prepare itself for what was to come. Still the thought that Spider hadn’t given you that reassurance about Neteyam was at the forefront of your mind. It made you anxious, your tail absentmindedly patting against the ground because of it. You were only pulled out of your thoughts as Tuk stirs in her hammock, sitting up slowly, wiping her tired eyes with the back of her hand, “Y/N?” she yawns, noticing your presence.

You quickly wipe your expression of worry into a soft smile as she climbs out of her hammock to join you on the branch above her, “You should sleep Tuk, it is still early” you encourage in a soft whisper, watching as Tuk ignores your suggestion and settles to sit between your legs, her back pressed against your chest, “I couldn’t sleep anyway…” she grumbles, bringing her knees to her chest, her tail wrapping around her ankles. Your brows scrunch in concern as you peer down at her, tucking a stray braid behind her ear to get a better view of the young na’vi’s face. “And why is that?” you press, watching her face closely. Tuk stays silent for a moment, her brows slowly forming into a tight crease as her large eyes begin to well with tears, instantly making your heart clench, watching her internally struggle to find the proper words to express her feelings. “Oh Tuk…” You coo, wrapping your arms gently around her, bringing her closer into your chest, as a strained hiccup erupts from the child’s throat. With a deep sigh, you gently begin to sooth your hand along her arm in efforts to comfort her, quietly shushing her as she lets out small sobs into your chest. You don’t press further or try to stop her, you only allow yourself to become a safe space for Tuk to go through the emotions that race through her mind, waiting patiently for her to become comfortable enough to finally express herself. Your heart ached for her as you recollect all the events that have transpired in her short life. The stress of having to leave behind everything she knew, to become vulnerable enough to find trust in her new home, only for it to be under attack by the threat that caused them to run in the first place… and on top of it all, to lose her eldest brother. Neteyam had always been a rock for Tuk to lean on, you had observed it yourself, whenever Tuk became overwhelmed with whatever situation she was struggling with, Neteyam would sit patiently with her and help her through the motions, offering a soft smile and whatever advice he could grant her.

To have him ripped away from her, without even being able to say goodbye- a luxury that you were fortunate enough to be granted, but for Tuk, the thought plagued her mind constantly. And now her brother had seemingly returned, yet of the things she heard, she wasn’t quite sure a reunion was something she wanted to materialize. For her to be enduring this at such a young age, was nearly criminal. She deserved to have a carefree childhood, not the cruel reality she now faced. “I miss Neteyam..” she cries softly against your chest, fisting the beads of your top in the midst of her anguish. You can feel your own eyes begin to dampen at her words, securing your arms tighter around her form, resting your cheek atop her head as you slowly rock her back and forth, “Shh..I know Tuky.. I know…” you hum hushfully, rubbing your hand along her back. “I promise… everything is going to be okay”, Tuk pulls back slightly to gaze up at you with her beady tear stained eyes, uncertainty clear in her features, “How? How do you know that? You saw him too right? Is it really Neteyam? H-he.. he can’t be… I know my brother isn’t a demon” Tuk’s voice was shaky as she quotes her mother’s words from earlier. You sigh as a stricken expression paints your features, taking her face in your hand gently, urging her to look directly at you as you speak, “He is not a demon, I promise Tuk- your brother will come back to us and I will not let them take him again…” Your words are firm and final as if speaking it out as truth into the universe. At this point Lo’ak and Kiri were awake in their hammocks, laying perfectly still as they listened to the two of you talk.You continued to rock Tuk against your chest until she slowly drifted back to sleep, cradling her securely as she laid against you. The night was long, as you sat in your own thoughts, Lo’ak and Kiri remaining silent as they contemplated the events of the day to come. There was no doubt in your mind Neteyam would be with them tomorrow. This time you would be successful in freeing him from his invisible shackles, your mind was made. You would do everything necessary in your power to deliver him back to his family.

The morning seemed to come sooner than expected as you slowly disassociated throughout the night, drilling through multiple different plans and situations you could use to prepare yourself for the battle to come, as it would undoubtedly end in a fight. You had not even realized you had fallen asleep, until Tuk stirred in your arms, rubbing her eyes tiredly. You groaned, arching your stiff back, hearing your bones crack from having slept sitting up. Blinking,you came out of your tired state, gazing down at the empty hammocks where Lo’ak and Kiri once laid, panic immediately filled your mind, as you shift to away from Tuk to quickly stand up, grabbing her hand as you venture to find the older Sully siblings, soon spotting them on the shore after a bit of hasty searching. “Lo’ak, Kiri! Get back to the forest, it isn’t safe out here-”, You were suddenly pulled out of your thoughts as your ears flicked to the sound of an oncoming airship. It was them- the enemy had arrived. Quickly kicking into your duty of looking out for your siblings, you rush to step in front of the two older siblings, urging them backward, pushing Tuk behind you as you began to step back cautiously, watching as the airship maneuvered to hover above the ground, as the recoms began to pour out, Quaritch pushing through the crowd to make his presence known. Your jaw tightened as you watched him survey the area, having yet to notice you are the rest of the Sully siblings. Neteyam lept out right behind Quaritch, following right on his tail. Your chest tightened at the sight of him, his eyes heavy in exhaustion, as if he hadn’t slept in days, suddenly morphing with fires of pure hate and aggression as they landed on you. Your heart clenched at the sight, thrusting you into your fight or flight instincts. Something wasn’t right… this wasn’t how he looked when you last left him. The cold, lifeless exterior encompassing his features, his muscles tight, yet again presenting the image of a soldier ready for war.

Thank you to everyone who has been super patient while I worked on this chapter! I'm hoping that chapter 6 comes out a bit faster, seeing as stuffs bout to get real exciting. I feel like I hyped this chapter up a lot and I wound up cutting some bits to add in future chapters. I know this chapter is a bit of a slow burn, but please stay with me! Chapter 6 is gonna be the climax chapter so please continue to be patient while I prepare to continue writing🫶🏻

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