Revenant 18+

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'Words in italic are Na'vi'

For reference, you're a Na'vi in one of the clans the 'sky people' raided in search of Jake.

You were busy tending to the Ilu's who had just been returned from hunting, their sweet chirps expressing their gratitude as you removed the saddles - however, a piercing scream that cut through the peaceful atmosphere alerted you, ears flicking in all directions to try and pinpoint the sound's location as more shouts erupted.

Dropping the saddle, you jogged away from the clear water as the Ilu's left behind began to make their own sounds of distress.

Your jog soon turns into a sprint when you caught sight of what was happening.

It was the sky people, breathing machines strapped to their faces and large guns that's looked almost too big to be in their much smaller destructive hands. Your eyes quickly drifted and landed on the taller, larger and vicious looking soldiers that stood at their side. Immediately the cogs in your brain started firing up - they were humans! Created to look like the people from the forest clan, their strength and speed matching your own - it was as though they were wearing another's skin.

It made you sick! They were abominations in your eyes, and you would rather die fighting than bow to the likes of them.

Quickly grasping your knife, you ran - ears back and feet moving quickly towards their group, who had already began to rein terror on your village. The closest blue soldier was in the midts of barking orders, their back straight and tail flicking in frustration as they demanded respect from the captives around them, their back to you - an easy target.

Keeping on the toes of your feet to keep quiet, you crossed over to them with minimal effort and once you were close enough - you leaped off the ground, knife ready to slice through their throat.

However, apparently not quiet enough as mid-air, just as you were due to land your lethal strike you saw their ears twitch, a sign they had indeed heard you. Within a blink, they expertly evaded out the way - your knife barely even grazing their shoulder. As quick as a bullet, they had the back of your neck grasped in a tight grip.

You hissed as the sensitive skin was pinched firmly.

As you reached up to claw at their hand, you felt yourself being turned.

Eventually a man came into view, a deep scowl set on his lips, fangs peeking out under his top lip.

You hissed angrily, ears completely flat at the pain he was causing you.

'You sneakily little-' You cut him off, claws now aiming for his face. He immediately pulled you away from him but didn't let go.

Now using your legs, you kicked them at him, continuously hissing and fighting back.

Around you, more blue soldiers emerged, the people of your clan in their grips and guns raised until the one holding you barked for them to stand down.

You heard your neighbours and children fight and cry out, no one knowing what was going on.

Feeling trapped by the surrounding enemy, you gave one last kick, landing straight in his chest.

At the unexpected blow, he dropped you.

The ground was hard as you fell, your tail caught behind you as you landed on it painfully. Letting out a cry you, clutched it to you and leaned up on your hunches.

Your tail throbbed and you whined quietly before you looked up at the devil staring down at you.

He regarded you quietly, eyes hooded and cold as he snarled at you.