After what felt like hours, the forest was quiet no creatures roaming around as the sound of heavy rain was pouring down from the sky, hitting the metal skin of the aircraft of which I sat in being watched with beady eyes from the demon looking down at me on the floor. From the silence rustling of the shrubs was heard, my head turns in the direction as Colonel's group emerged from whatever they were doing.
The demon got up and ran out to the group, chatter was exchanged as they all walked, hobbled or strutted into the aircraft all soaked and cold I could see that his group had shrunk only just by two troops. I watch as the female one sits down with the now patched up shoulder, she glares at me as I sneered a little showing my fangs she responds the same way "Z-dog that's enough, and that goes for you as well" as I stare up at the Colonel who was dripping water onto the metal floor I just huff and look away as he picks up a towel a group member hands him to dry off. He sits beside me as the aircraft starts up, hovering off the ground then taking off into the night sky.
After many hours, the aircraft had come to a slow hover then landed on solid ground as the whole thing shook a small bit. My body layed limp on the cold metal floor of the aircraft, my eyes shut, hidden away in my own mind trying to imagine myself waking up and being surrounded by my people, by Neytiri and Jake's family and....not being in this situation.
Lost in my own thoughts, I feel muscular arms slither underneath my body lifting it off the floor and then carried off the aircraft with my head resting on their chest, now walking on the solid ground to the inside this new surrounding they've taken me to.
*"Is she seriously sleeping now?.."* the Colonel thought having a stoic expression on his face, staring down at me with my eyes completely shut and my body slightly limp in the weight of his arms as he walked inside holding me. Many scientists and doctors exchanged looks and many whispers with the people they were standing with all the while staring at the Colonel carrying me in.
"What's with the native, Colonel?" one of the scientist's asked.
"Classified" he replied.
He then heads down a corridor full of doors spaced out on the walls, eventually coming to a stop at one. Hearing some strange beeping noises a little ding is heard before the door hisses and some compressed air escapes from at the bottom area where the door stood shut, it slowly slid open as Quaritch walked inside the medium sized room.
My body was then laid upon something soft and warm, my back turned away as the Colonel took the cuffs off my wrists my ear twitching a little as I hear the sound of the clicking noise as the cuffs were taken off and placed beside my legs. I remained very still yet relaxed to give off the effect I was still 'asleep' so he doesn't get too suspicious and catch on to the act I was pulling currently.
The Colonel then leaned over my limp body, his left hand resting firmly on the edge of the compartment bed and using his right hand he was going to try and move my head to face him. Once he was close enough, I opened my eyes and swivelled round with such speed that Quaritch had no time to react in the situation wrapping my legs round his neck and pulled him down to his knees as I squeeze slightly my hands gripping down onto the ledge.
"You're pretty spry for most of the natives I've come across, ngh-" he choked on his words a little gripping my upper thigh a little to try and pry my legs off so that he can breathe properly again, my eyes darted down to his hand on my thigh for a second before turning my attention back to staring down at him, making sure he doesn't try to get away. This was my time to get revenge on the Sky People for returning to my home planet...they won't get away with this again...I wont let them.
I sneer at his words a little bit before speaking back "You sky people are parasites. Plaguing our home and imitating how we look!" My legs grip got tighter as Quaritch gasped slightly for air before they slowly loosened from his neck without my realisation, giving him the chance to pull my legs off and flip me round to bending me over on the cushioned ledge holding my forearm to my left arm and pinning my wrist to my right on the ledge as he was leaning over me staring directly into my eyes as I looked back.
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𝓐 𝓢𝓽𝓾𝓫𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵 - 𝓞𝓒'𝓼 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓞𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓲𝓷
Phiêu lưu17+ My OC is 20 years of age. the story takes place through the eyes of her. Mature content is to be expected.