Dancing In Pandora | Miles Quaritch x OC

Chapter 21

An open meadow in the forest buzzed with silent life. Flowers and fruits alike bloomed with joyous beauty, the trees and fauna swayed side to side dancing to the winds. Dancing and thruming alongside the tall, blue beauty who danced with the elegance of the atkorina, the sharpness of a hunter, the fluidity of the water, the familiarity of nature. No music could be heard, none other than the beating heartbeat of Eywa and Pandora. The music drowning all else from her awareness and mind. It's been her favorite distraction for a long time now. Dance was her passion, it burned through her body like life and death. And dance burned brighter within her, here in Pandora. Viktoria's figure danced for hours, eyes dazed as if on a high.

She only stopped when she heard felt more than heard, a group of Na'vi walk towards the open meadow. She stopped, standing relaxed and poised as she closed her eyes with her head tilted to the sky. She let Eywa flow her energy through her body. Allowing Eywa to beat her heart as her own. She knew the group of Na'vi have arrived at the meadow, their heads bowed with utmost respect.

These people looked to her as if she was Eywa herself.

"Vekoapä, what is it?"

"Great Tsakarem," Vekoapä relaxed, and gestured I See You with deep respect, "the Matriarch says she wishes to have you preside over the giving of blessings for tonight's hunt and feast."

Viktoria looked to her hands, she felt Vekoapä's energy in her palm. Not just his, even the People behind him. Tspääye, Kìwayui, and Mäeae. Tspääye was Vekoapä's son, an Olo'eyktan in training. Kìwayui was another Olo'eyktan, Mäeae his mate and Tsahik. Their energy was a bright yellow, forming throughout their bodies like veins, strongest in their heart and queue. The bright yellow energy veins streamed down to their foot, which intertwined with all other energy veins, all connected to her own being. She felt their life, their breathe, their energy, their memories. She sees it all, she feels it all, she is all of it. Everything, and everywhere, all at once.

Viktoria nodded, walking towards them. They made way for her, letting her lead in her rightful place. They followed her of course. Used to the way the trees and fauna seem to make way for her and then vibrate as if it was giggling excitement. It was always like this, it was proof that she was indeed, Eywa's Chosen.

They followed her until they reached the clearing, the fact that Pandora made way for them with Viktoria leading, they reached home quicker than the time it took for them to reach her. The People saw her and bowed their heads, gesturing I See You with great respect. Reverence in their eyes. Children lit up at her tall imposing figure, screeching and giggling as her name sounded like a chanting song on their lips.

"It's the Great Tsakarem! Viktoria is back!"

"Wow~! The words of the adults are true! She's the prettiest of everyone!"

"Viktoria isn't pretty! She beautiful!"

"Viktoria! Can you please sing again? The one with the blue birds was so amazing! Please~?"

Children loved her, the helpless shaking of heads of the mothers and fathers showed that they were used to it, and could do nothing at all since even the Great Tsakarem helplessly doted on the children. She took them out most days, teaching them, telling them stories, and singing and dancing for them. The children looked up to her. The children adored her.

To Viktoria it felt ironic. With most of the blood in her hands stained with the blood of children, both back on Earth, and in Pandora. Yet these children, these children loved her like a second mother. And Viktoria loved them like her own.

Reaching out to pat the heads of as many children as she could while walking towards the north side of the clearing, where two giant home trees bended and intertwined once before stretching out in two separate directions.  Branches and leaves intertwined, as if holding to each other despite the separate trunks. It was bigger than the Omaticaya Hometree, stronger and even much more safer. She went inside with a trail of children that followed her like ducklings following the mother duck. Up the flight of stairs that glowed with each step. She reached the floor where the Matriarch stayed, a room filled with herbs, medicine, animal pelts, and incense. Her eyes immediately connected to the Matriarch, kneeling on the ground, prayers on her lips. She was praying and chanting, until she stopped. She stood up while turning towards her. The corners of her eyes wrinkled, yet she barely looked as if she was well over 300 years old. The oldest living Na'vi.

"Vìrtì, I See You." Viktoria gestured towards the elderly Tsahik.

"Viktoria, I See You." the Great Tsahik gestured back to the gifted dreamwalker.

"Vìrtì, Vekoapä told me I was to preside over tonight's hunt and feast, isn't it too early for me?"

Vìrtì smiled, a soft secretive but proud smile. She had trained Viktoria thoroughly for the past 2 years, there was a long way to go before she could be the next Great Tsahik, but she was ready to start presiding over hunts a d feasts and the giving of blessings. She was a natural at it.

"You are already well versed with the giving of blessings, as well as the prayers for the hunts and the feasts. Tonight, you will preside over everything."

Her words left no space for discussion, or arguments. Vìrtì was the wisest Tsahik of all time, blessed by Eywa hence her un-aging form. If she told anyone they were ready for something, they were ready. Viktoria could not, and would not argue. She simply nodded, and went to the Great Tsahik as she had gestured for her to come over. Viktoria kneeled by her sitting form, allowing Vìrtì to reach out and hold Viktoria's face to her palm. She followed the lines and the bioluminescent dots on her face, before looking into her bright, golden eyes.

Viktoria's eyes were different than the yellow eyes of the Forest Na'vi. Her eyes were a bright golden color that glowed brighter in the dark. Her eyes were one of the many beauties on her Avatar. And Vìrtì loved looking into them. She felt grateful to have lived so long to witness and train Eywa's Chosen. She felt sadness overcome her, seeing the dark past Eywa's Chosen had to go through, seeing the darkness that lurked in her bright golden eyes. But Vìrtì had hope, hope that Viktoria would save, rather than destroy Pandora.

She nodded, gesturing to Viktoria that she could go back to her human form to rest before coming back to prepare.  And so Viktoria left, climbing higher to reach her chambers, an entire floor to herself. She laid down in her large bed of soft animal furs and pillows, the bed mattress being something she took back from her own supplies that Roman had given her. The preperation for her stay wasn't limited to her human body, it was also for her Avatar form. Everything was according to plan.

Viktoria closed her eyes, allowing sleep to overtake her. When darkness greeted her as she opened her eyes, she reached her hand up, pushing the link door open. Her eyes quickly connecting over to the love of her life.

Miles Quaritch, her beloved husband.

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