Epiphany Of Eywa {Avatar & Avatar TWOW}

Pray for a miracle.

Jake went into a frenzy after that moment. I wasn't sure why, because every second he spent panicking about what to do, he just panicked more.
There was no stopping him. We both agreed not to tell Neytiri or Eyve, so we were both at our total wits end not being able to tell anyone but each other.

Grace already knew, but we were both too stressed out to link back and we didn't want to quite frankly.
I was terrified tanks and men with guns would come storming through Hometree at any minute.
And Jake was convinced they were by the Tree of voices.
I didn't want to ask how he knew about those. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't jealous.

My welcoming to the clan was before Jake's, but the days after mine I spent with Eyve a good few miles away from everyone.

I was upset I missed his ceremony, his becoming of a brother, but it is what it is. At least I got laid.

Neither of us knew how to warn the clan, we were scared to lose all we had made for ourselves.
Something that once started as a coincidence, a scenario by chance that occured all thanks to Jake's idiocy was now something we held dearly to us.
Without this clan and Jake we would be wondering around with no information of the Na'vi.

Grace and the science lot had their DNA, but from way before we had burned any bridges built with them.
Around camp were traces of those bridges, though. Pictures of a lost time.

Grace and Neytiri and many other children were all stood together, smiling at the camera. It was a beautiful sight.
I had taken the one taken of Eyve almost immediately and put it on the wall beside my bunk.

It fascinated me to know what he was like before me, thankfully he worked up the courage to tell me.
In the picture he was leant against a building, standing under a window.
Grace had obviously taken the picture because Eyve was in the middle of asking her a question.

There were some people who could look good having a picture taken of them speaking. Eyve was one of them.
I was not.
He had his arms folded over his chest as a younger boy stood in the window above him.
The boy had a huge smile on his face as he looks down at Eyve with his middle finger raised at him.

He found it very funny, because his teeth were bared with laughter as Eyve stay oblivious to the boy behind him.

My best guess was that was his brother.

From that image alone I knew we couldn't burn our bridges. Not again.
We needed this. Not just for science. For a piece of mind. For Grace. For Jake. For me.
We had all grown to love this planet.
Jake faster than all of us, despite his lack of experience with science.

Because of that love we knew nothing could happen to this place without it getting through us first.
The trouble was whether or not anybody would believe that.
Neytiri and Eyve both trusted us, but we knew that they trusted their people and their instincts more.
We both needed to hope they chose us.

"We need to tell them." Jake finally says something.

The silence between us was becoming defeaning, especially after I told Eyve to leave us be.

"Nobody would believe us if we just outright say it." I shake my head and continue to pace in front of Jake.
He was sat on a log, gripping onto a lone branch so hard his knuckles were white.
Or just lighter blue.

"We haven't got another choice." He huffs, running a hand through his hair. "Better us being untrusted than everybody dying." He voice was rough, a clear sign of his stress.
He was right, though. No matter how much I wanted to argue, the wellbeing of the people was better than us being hated.

"I know. But what will you tell them? That you've been feeding information to Quaritch like your life depended on it?" I stop pacing and turn to him.
Confrontation wasn't the best option right now, but I need this out of my system before we start making everyone hate us.