Calm Before The Storm, Jake Sully

049, No Mercy.

♯┆calm before the storm  .ᐟ
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More blood splattered across her flesh. But, this time, the crimson blood didn't belong to her son. It belonged to the demons. Those demons that killed her parents, her brother, Grace and now her son. Mercilessly. So... How else do you fight it? Merciless. Denahi didn't care who her arrows landed in, as long as their bodies fell down.

Cries of sadness escaped her. War cries of anger fell from her mouth. Arrows continued to strike at the demons until Denahi was left with nothing more. She admired blood trickling from their wounds, wounds she had caused. Watching the life drain from them like she had did with her family. Her limbs shook with adrenaline, and anger. Nothing but anger seemed to consume her.

Her hand grabbed at the knife hidden on her waist. The only weapon she had left to murder the demons. And when one dared to shoot at her, her knife landed in their flesh multiple times. Even after she had watched the life drain from their eyes.

She then collected all the arrows that hadn't snapped, saving a few of them. Jake ran around, killing as many as he could with the weapons he had. Her throat let out a yip, hoping her daughters would know that she was there to save them— no matter what she had to do in order to save them.

"It's Momma!" Malhua exclaimed. Oh, her little children. Her three daughters held hostage within unknown territory.

And when Spider landed in front of her. He noticed the life had drained from her. Denahi had lost all sense of purpose. However, when he noticed her hand land on her stomach, protecting the baby within. Something had given her sense. This stress, the anger was too much for her child to handle.

"Kiri!" That sound snapped her head back. She followed the whimpers of her scared daughter, leading right to them. Quaritch held Kiri against his chest, a knife pressed against her throat. Jake protected Malhua and Tuk behind him, hand reaching out to make sure his children stayed there.

"Running out of time here, Corporal..." Quaritch mentioned to Jake, "You've already lost one kid today. Really wanna lose another?" Malhua looked up at Jake, who was ready to shut Quaritch up. Is this how she would find out her brother died? Watching her sister being held with a knife against her neck. Trauma. "Do not test me!" Quaritch warned him. Jake's ears fell flat, still protecting his little ones behind him.

"Just kill him, Dad!" If only it would've been that simple. Denahi moved around the corner, knife right within her hand. This would be the first time her children had seen her like this— so much anger. Jake kicked his weapons back with reluctance after Quaritch's orders. "No, no, don't hurt her!" Spider warned as he ran around.

"You son of a bitch..." Jake mentioned to Quaritch as he began to tie his hands within the plastic cuffs. Denahi snarled before grabbing Spider's hair, pressing his head against her stomach. Holding the sharp knife to the thick of his neck. She would never have the intention of killing him. Her children would never forgive her. And Spider had already had a difficult life. "Let her go," Denahi warned Quaritch.

"You think I care about some kid? He ain't even mine. We're not even the same species," Quaritch explained as he looked down at Spider. He said this. But, did he mean it? He cared too much about Spider. Saving his life too many times— more than he could count. Despite not admitting he was his son.

"But... He was once," Quaritch thought about her words. She was right. Spider had been his son once, despite him being the worse father, "Let her go, or I will kill him!"

She raised the knife with a hiss. "No!" Quaritch exclaimed before letting Kiri hit the metal ground beneath them. Denahi released Spider and threw him to Quaritch. "Spider, get them outta here..." Jake mentioned, the family beginning to tread into water.

Malhua held onto Denahi's wrist, attempting to retrieve her mother back to her normal state, "Momma..." She lifted Malhua into her arms, holding her daughter close.

"I am back. Momma is back," Denahi whispered to them. Quaritch followed them into the water, "I owe you a death. You're not leaving are you, Jake? Knowing I'm out there. Knowing that I'll never stop. I'm coming for you, and when I do, I'll kill your whole family." Denahi hissed at Quaritch, holding onto her stomach. He would kill her children? Her little babies? A baby. He was that desperate to get revenge of something that had happened fifteen years ago.

"Then, let's get it done..." Jake said before running towards Quaritch. Malhua shouted for her father, wanting to leap from Denahi's hands to protect her dad. But, Denahi continued to swim into the ocean— a ring of fire surrounding their only exit.

Denahi gasped as she swam back towards the ship, holding Turk and Malhua close. However, the water was too strong. Her children fell into an open trap door, the waves too strong for her to handle. "Tuk!" Denahi shouted as her child was dragged into the unknown. She dropped down, Denahi wasn't going to lose another child.