Avatar : Reborn In The Way Of Water

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Years had now passed since that terrifying night and Ìsyai sometimes still heard those screams of pain and the gunshots.

That nightmare had left indelible marks in the young girl's memory, but it was precisely this that prompted her to improve and become stronger every day; to protect the people she cared about, to protect her land and its inhabitants.

The informations obtained from the nightmare were not many, but put together with those of the first film 'Avatar' seen by her in her previous life, she could roughly understand what was going to happen.

From what she had 'guessed', probably shortly thereafter the humans will send another team into the forest to get revenge and completely submit the forest Na'vi, who will be forced to flee and during their escape they will end up here, in the Metkayina clan; a clan famous for their isolation from others.

Surely the executioners will arrive shortly after the fugitives, and with them death and destruction.

Humans are like that. They are like a deadly virus that infects all the cells of the organism without rules, until their spread leads to the death of the organism itself.

They have destroyed their world, their mother and now they are looking for something else they can appropriate and destroy.

Probably in this moment she was in the famous and long-awaited second film which she never got to see.

'Why did I have to die before the movie came out?!? ' Ìsyai thought irritably.

Of course, seeing the second film would not have allowed her to change everything and avoid chaos, but knowing future events would have given her a certain advantage and would have allowed her to modify something that would have avoided the worst case scenario.

The young Na'vi tried not to think too much about it, hoping that the arrival of these forest people would be as distant as possible.

But everyone knows that things never go as hoped.

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Ìsyai was braiding her sister's hair, inserting shells here and there. It was an activity that she did everyday; it had become a kind of ritual for them.

Unfortunately this activity was abruptly interrupted by the sound of the horn.

They both knew what it meant: newcomers.

Ìsyai broke into a cold sweat, she knew that what she feared had now arrived.

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Hìkmoe that day was extremely excited for unknown reasons. She could not stand still for a moment, so much so that she had been scolded several times by her older sister during their 'hair ritual'.

She knew that something would happen that day, something that would change her life forever, she felt it inside.

As soon as Híkmoe heard the sound of the horn she leapt to her feet, pulling up with her, her sister Ìsyai who was still plaiting her hair. As a result, they both lost their balance and fell to the ground.

"Sorry, sister" said the younger one

Hikmoe did not allow her sister to speak and immediately said:

"Ìsyai, we have to go, if we wait too long it will get crowded and we won't be able to see anything. Please sister, let's go" said her doing the puppy eyes.

Ìsyai released a breath in resignation and said:

"Okay, okay, I get it, now we g-"

The poor Ìsyai did not even have time to finish the sentence that was immediately pulled out of the Marui by her younger sister.