Kea Am'a

2-8:Reypay Nerew

Through the frenzy of bullets and arrows, I ran frantically. Keeping an eye out for anyone who was alive. I heard the mechanical whirring of a suit ahead of me, I scrambled to stop and into the sheltering roots of the nearest tree.

"I thought I heard another one. Luckily, it's just you, me and this knife." It was a lone AMP suit driver and what sounds to be a na'vi. How can I take it alone?

"Ngeyä 'e'al si!"

I know this voice.

"Do your worst!" He hissed.

"No habla alien, dude. I'll just be taking that queue of yours for Dr. Reed." The driver flipped the knife in his hand as he pulled the na'vi to his feet by his queue.

I threw myself out from my hiding space, readying an arrow as I took in my surroundings. It's just how I feared.

The nameless driver in his towering suit overlooked Tsu'tey, my beloved who was within his grasp. I saw Tsu'tey's gilded eyes widen in fear, in shock. His mouth hung open in a grimace as he was pulled up by his queue. His lips moved to mutter something soundlessly.

"Don't."

My face contorted until I couldn't contain the anger in me. It was like every inch of my being was engulfed in the flames of rage. Heavy, dreadful, abhorrent bloodlust.

"LET HIM GO!" I shrieked and released my arrow into the side of the cockpit, removing the rear mirror and opening up the area to the toxic air.

In his shock, he dropped Tsu'tey and began to turn in my direction.

I loaded another quickly and found my target through the sheer glass with another cry. He popped off the lid of the suit after fixing his mask to his face.

"Well shit." He cursed, "just have to go and ruin my plans."

He pulled his gun up into his hands and began firing. I had to move quickly. I hid behind the tree as bullets rang out. I loaded another arrow before ducking out of cover to fire it into his arm. I heard him shriek, but as he did, I felt a sharp pain before one more. One small bullet grazed my left shoulder and the other hit my right side.

"You fucking bitch!" He snapped the arrow after a second of straining to pull it out. The gun fell out of his hand and he went for his knife instead. I dropped my bow, charging at him with my knife drawn.

I leapt to his cockpit, grasping and pulling at the mechanical controls at his arms. I heard small pops and some loud snaps as we fell over. He looked crumpled in his pain. In the corner of the cockpit, I saw a pile of queues, all freshly harvested from still-living na'vi who were now dead.

"Your turn." I glared at him, knife in hand. "Eywa forgive me." I prayed before pulling his arm out and grabbing the elbow, and I pulled with one hand and pushed with the other, easily breaking the joint.

He screamed horribly before he gargled on his own fear. He passed out from the pain.

My heart thumped in my chest louder and louder. I wanted him to hurt worse. I wanted him to wake up and feel more pain. I wanted to eviscerate him while he laid there.

I looked down at his arm. Might as well break his hand and the two bones in his arm. I snapped the bones in his palm with precise movements, going onto grip his arm tight until I heard two more pops. Snap. Crackle. Pop.

"Sanuì?" I heard Tsu'tey call. I turned to him, I was angry, why is he holding me back from avenging our brothers and sisters? His bright eyes were glossed with fear, pain, and tears.

"That's enough." He said a little firmer. His hand shook as he grabbed my blood covered ones. He pulled back suddenly, looking at his hands before he grabbed my wrists and looked at them. He pulled me closer to look at my wounds.