She was born from the frozen depths of Pandora. An outcast of her own clan, yet she was a princess. He was the Chief's Son. Eywa chose her and he needed to know why. She was his gift. She was the gift and daughter of Eywa.
-Neteyam Fanfic-
The next morning Mali'ki was wrapped in Neteyam's arms, the blankets were messily draped over their lower halves of their body, the two slept peacefully. The room was messy from their night, the fire had died down.
Loud noises awoken Neteyam, he woke up with a sudden jolt, he immediately got up, his ears twitching, throwing on his loincloth, he exited his home and saw the members of the clan running.
He went back inside and grabbed his comm device, holding down the button he spoke "dad? Lo'ak!?" He waited for a response, "son come to the home tree now!!" Jake shouted and Neteyam replied with a quick 'yes sir' and immediately woke up Mali'ki.
"Get dressed, we need to go to the home tree" Mali'ki immediately got dressed, pinning her hair back with the flower, and they held each other's hands running to the home tree. The clan was gathered around, shouting and frantically panicking.
Mali'ki walked through the people as her tail swished behind her, she saw her mother speaking and Malachi raised his weapon high, whooping. Causing a rise out of the clan.
"Malachi, enough" Neteyam shouted, the male warrior looked at him with anger and walked over to him handing off his weapon to a clan member that was gathered around, "you" he seethed and immediately pushed Neteyam back causing him to fall on the ground.
"Malachi!" Mali'ki shouted and immediately pushed on his chest, the head warrior was seething with anger, "you mated with this woman?!" He announced, the clan burst into whispers, Heirani walked up to her daughter, anger evident on her face.
"Is this true?" She asked, Mali'ki looked at her mother, "we are mated before Eywa. It is done" Malachi felt the pain of losing his chosen woman, turning away from her, "brother please- do not lead this clan to war with the sky people. You don't know them" Neteyam spoke, but Malachi inhaled sharply and immediately rushed after Neteyam, while holding his knife "you are not my brother!" But Neteyam immediately dodged him and pushed Malachi away.
Neteyam pulled his knife out and threw it on the ground, "and I am not your enemy! The enemy is out there and they are very powerful! You saw the destruction! They will not stop" Kian and Heirani had pushed Mali'ki back from being able to intervene.
"We need to leave, we cannot fight this war! Many of the Herwi people will die if we do!" Neteyam tried to reason, "we must fight arghhhh" Malachi shouted as he charged at Neteyam, but he dodged, since Malachi had a swifter stance, he immediately turned and strike Neteyam in the arm with his knife.
"Malachi!" Mali'ki shouted but her mother still pushed her back.
Malachi charged back at Neteyam, but he dodged the hits, colliding his fist into Malachi's face, and then kneeing him in the stomach with one last final punch to Malachi's face causing him to fall to the ground.
"I am one of the Herwi people. And I have the right to speak" Neteyam declared, Malachi stood up, wiping the blood from his mouth.
"We cannot win this fight. This war is far too dangerous, we must be careful on our patrols.. my father will lead them from now on. He will tell us what needs to be done, but we will not fight a war that will kill everyone" Neteyam stated, Mali'ki looked at him with so much emotion, the clan listened carefully.
Heirani scoffed and immediately walked up to Neteyam, "you mated with a woman that was not yours. She had a suitor. And now you have messed up her path, the path she had been destined to follow!" Neteyam didn't show that her words were kind of affecting him, Jake and Neytiri were standing there, their anger boiling.
"My daughter, she will never be Tsahík because she has mated with you! Well 'mighty warrior' you must know this, my daughter is carrying Malachi's child!" She evoked him by saying the one thing that Mali'ki was not ready to speak of.
Neteyam's heart sank immediately. Jake and Neytiri immediately pushed Heirani back from their son, hissing. Kian grabbed ahold of his mate and huffed. "Enough" Jake seethed and looked towards his son, he looked so conflicted, Mali'ki walked up behind her mother and her ears were flattened against her head.
"Is it true..?" He asked shakily, Mali'ki looked at Neteyam, he looked so conflicted, "yes.." she whispered and he inhaled sharply. "It's okay- you are my mate. Forever until the end, I love you with my beating heart" he stated and walked up to her, he took her hands into his and smiled.
"It's gonna be okay" he whispered again and Mali'ki smiled with tears brimming her eyes.
"I am okay with not becoming Tsahík. I want to be with Neteyam. He is my mate" Mali'ki stated as she looked at her mother, hatred was evident because she wanted to be the one to tell Neteyam when she was ready. Kian nodded his head in acceptance.
"Then you are no daughter of mine" Heirani stated as she dismissed everyone and handed Jake an emblem that signified he was the head warrior now for the war. Kian rushed after his mate, angry at what she said to their daughter.
"Come let's go home, let's eat and relax" Neteyam soothes his mate, Mali'ki nodded and Neteyam led her to his family home.
Throughout the day, Neteyam and Mali'ki had stayed with his family. Eating and relaxing. She played with Tuk, she helped carve a new knife with Lo'ak, and then she helped Kiri weave some new clothing.
Jake and Neytiri were talking about what to do. Neteyam was with Lo'ak. Everyone was content.
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༺ A/N ༻
Happy ending or sad ending?? We shall see 🤐
Word Count: 996
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