𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 - 𝕷𝖔'𝖆𝖐

𝕹𝖎𝖓𝖊

The two Na'vi had fallen asleep next to each other. Both of them dreaming of one another in a peaceful slumber.

Well it was peaceful until they were both abruptly woken up by the sounds of clicking guns.

Both of them jolt up and see themselves surrounded by Avatars in camo clothing with huge guns.

Lo'ak hisses, pushing Naya behind him and holding a knife out.

Naya brings out her knife as well, being somewhat trained in hand-to-hand combat.

"Looks like we meet again." One of the blue Avatars say to Lo'ak. Lo'ak in return hisses and pushes his knife out to warn him off.

"Grab them." The man commands making three Avatar soldiers advance towards them.

As one tries grabbing Naya, she simply kicks them in the balls and slices their cheek with her knife.

"Stay back!" She scowls. At this, the same man sends a punch to Naya's face where her previous bruise was still healing.

Lo'ak's guard was thrown off, causing him to be held back by two soldiers.

"Let him go, bastards." Naya says, weakly as she is also held back by a soldier.

"You're new." The first man smirks, walking towards Naya. She simply gives him a hard stare as he leans down to her height.

"What's your name, kid?" He asks. In response, Naya spits right in his face.

The man wipes it off his face and then gives Naya an angry expression before sending a slap to her face in the same spot as before.

Naya groans as his hand makes impact with her face.

"You asshole! Don't you touch her!" Lo'ak growls, angered by him.

"She's a feisty one." The man chuckles. "She your sister?"

Lo'ak doesn't answer.

"Ooh, girlfriend. Young love." He laughs. "She ain't even a real Na'vi."

He crouches down towards Naya.

"Get away from her!" Lo'ak shouts but a sharp tug on his braid shuts him up.

"Your name. Real name." He commands.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Naya'il spits. The Avatar soldier makes a sort of clicking noise with his mouth before getting up.

"Have it your way." He turns to Lo'ak and gives a hand signal to his group. Another soldier points their gun at Lo'ak.

"No, stop!" Naya cries. "My name is Naomi! Naomi Quaritch! Now let him go!"

The man swallows hard and looks back at the girl. He lowers his soldier's gun and steps in front of her.

"Quaritch, you said?" He clarifies.

"You deaf?" She snaps, hatred blazing her eyes.

"Impossible. You're a Na'vi, Naomi is human." The man says to her.

"I can switch between human and Na'vi. I don't know how or why, but I just can." Naya admits everything, not wanting Lo'ak to get hurt. "Now please, let him go."

The man looks at Naya for a moment.

"You, you're my daughter." He says and Naya connects the dots. She was truly about to pass out from all that had happened.

"No." Naya shakes her head in denial.

"Well, technically not mine. Your father died, killed by Jake Sully. All this," Quaritch points to his body. "It's just filled with his memories and personality."

Naya was speechless and as was Lo'ak.

Quaritch smirks before telling his fellow soldiers, "Put 'em to sleep."

Both Lo'ak and Naya are hit in the head with their guns, causing them to fall unconscious.

Quaritch gave the girl one last look before his troops led them back onto their dingy boat.