𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 || Rotxo

Chapter 1: wounded

Pandora is a beautiful, amazing satellite, yet dangerous that reminds heaven, according to Tirol's opinion. Pandora is probably the most beautiful environment in the whole universe, which logically, attract envy of others, and by others, she thinks of the Sky People.

Since she is born, she has always heard of those demons trying to eradicate every Na'vi to own the satellite. But they never achieved that goal, Na'vi fighting to protect their Pandora. This is what Neteyam, Lo'ak and she are contribute to right now.

They all are flying on their Ikrans, above the burning forest, where some Na'vi give weapons. 

"Guys, we have to go down there!" Lo'ak says.

"I don't think that's a good idea", Tirol replies, flying between her brothers.

"Yeah, no way", Neteyam agrees, "dad will skin us!"

"Come on, don't be wusses!", Lo'ak says, already flying to the ground.

"Lo'ak!" Neteyam shouts, "get back here, you— argh!"

"Fucking hell," Triol groans before following her brother. "Come on!", she orders to Neteyam.

The siblings follow Lo'ak as the three of them land on the ground.

"Guys, go, let's go", he instructs to them while running.

"Lo'ak!" Neteyam calls.

"Wait for us!", Tirol asks, but her brother don't seems to listen.

A male Na'vi gives Lo'ak a gun "Go boy, take the weapon, go!". He then proudly points it at the sky.

"Lo'ak!" Tirol shouts.
"Do you even know how to use it?" Neteyam asks.
"Dad taught me", Lo'ak proudly replies with a smirk.
"Why didn't he taught me, too?!", Tirol exclaims, upset by the fact their dad never showed her how to shoot with these machines.
"Guess he loves me more", Lo'ak smirks once again.
"You little—"
"Guys, we don't have time!", Neteyam intervenes as he grabs Tirol by the back of her neck and push Lo'ak to make them run.

The gunship shots right next to the Sully kids, making the three of them fly away. Before Lo'ak and Tirol hit the ground, the boy protectively grabs her and pulls her between his arms as they both fall.

Luckily, a Na'vi on a Pa'li shot with a gun, destroying successfully the gunship's right wings before it crushes on the ground.

Jake hurriedly run through the dust and escalate the scraps to find his kids, the feeling of stress growing bigger after calling their names many times, without receiving any answers. Luckily, he finds Lo'ak and Tirol, his son holding onto his daughter's arm to see if she has any injuries.

"Easy, easy" the father says, placing his hands on their shoulder. "You both okay?"
They quickly nod. Tirol has a scratch on her right arm, but it is not alarming.
Jake is relieved.
"Where is your brother?"
"This way", they both point to same direction.
"Get out of here, go on!" He instructs as Lo'ak grabs Tirol's hand to run out of there. The girl is truly concerned about Neteyam. She's looking behind her to see her dad looking for him, and praying that he's okay. Lo'ak's hand holding onto hers strongly. 

Jake climbs onto the gunship which crashed earlier, calling his older son's name, but immediately stops when he sees blood on it.

"Oh no. Oh no, no, no!"

He runs again through the scraps to find Neteyam laying on his belly.

The father turns him so he lays on his back.
"Dad?" Neteyam asks, half knocked out.
Jake places a hand on his son's nape of the neck and lift him to see his wound.
"What are you doing here, boy?! What the hell were you thinking?!" Jake worriedly asks, before putting his son on his shoulders.
"Sorry. I'm sorry, sir.", Neteyam murmurs.