Stranded

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The paralles in this chapter is crazy, also sorry this chapter took so long. Ive been having inspiration for another one of my stories lately.

We made it to a giant willow tree with the leaves as hanging vines that glowed towards the moon. The people surrounding it rushed towards us, some grabbed their spears when they saw me, my similar yet so different clothing set them off.

They thought I was a dream walker until they got close enough to smell me. I was the same, just a different font.

The three of us got off the giant Ikran and started walking towards A woman who stood in front of the giant tree. People all around me reached out to touch me sending shivers down my skin before a hand smacked theirs bringing my attention to the person.

He noticed me staring, a lopsided smile on his face as he tried figuring out what I wanted.

"Your name, you never told me your name—"

"OH- Im Jake Sully, sorry for not stating." I nodded my head before walking after the woman ahead.

Once I was on the podium the seemingly older woman stood on, she started circling around me, trying to figure out my deepest, and darkest secrets.

Too bad for her, them bitches were locked DEEP in my throat. I ain't saying shit.

The woman I didn't know the name of yet spoke proud.                                                "This is Mo'at, the Tshík of this clan."

Mo'at walked up to me, a look of full curiosity stuck on her face as she examined me like I was any different in her eye, but I suppose, I am different.

"Who are you, you don't smell alien." 

"My name's Zada, I was sent here by my father to do what he couldn't." 

"And what was that?" Should I tell her the truth? I mean, what else could I loose.

"I was sent here to extract the very essence that makes your being." Shocked faces surrounded me, hisses, yelling, screaming of bloody muder surrounded me.

"I think we can trust her she did just tell on herself" Jake looked at me, and back to who I noshessumed was his love.

"ARE YOU CRAZY, JAKE!? SHE WAS SENT HER TO DO THE EXACT SAME THING THE HUMANS DID!" 

I felt a sharp poke in my arm bringing my full attention for the beginning of an argument. My fingers stretched and folded, the urge to swing on whoever just stabbed me was strong.

The older woman in red cleared her throat as she looked into my eyes, she was someone of importance, someone that could see anything about you if she just dug deep enough.

"She stays here." 

"MOM!"

"Ney'tiri te Tskaha Mo'at'ite, do not raise your voice at me." So that was her name. Beautiful.

"She just pulled out the full name, Ney'tiri, you should be scared." She slapped Jakes arm with a glare before walking off behind the vines, leaving us there with the hundreds of remaining people around us.

The woman's eyes came back to me, she looked stressed and tired the more I looked into her eyes.

"Follow me, Zada was it? We'll need to get rid of the clothes your wearing." What...? I personally thought my outfit was amazing, ion know what she on but it has to be some special made cocoain or sum.

She lead me behind vines, and behind a wall where different clothes, strings, hair jewellery, and VERY revealing tops.

She ended up handing me a top made of green vines and A long piece of cloth I was supposed to somehow cover up with.

She soon left me there, all alone with no instruction on how to tye it together but also, how was I supposed to put faith in this top?!


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