Avatar the Way of Water (My Version)

Within Eywa

Jake and Neytiri were sitting peacefully, her head against his shoulder as they watched the beautiful sky that the eclipse had painted in random watercolours. Loud shouting interrupted their peace.

"Mum! Dad!" cried Neteyam.

They turned their heads and they saw Neteyam riding towards them, Kiri in his arms, and Aonung and Tuk on an ilu.

"What happened?" asked Neytiri beginning to panic.

"We connected to the spirit tree. And Kiri suffered a seizure," Neteyam lifted her up and Jake carried her into the hut to lay her down gently. He and Tuk rushed inside, Aonung waiting outside, knowing that the parents were still resentful towards him for putting Sylwa in danger.

Jake tried to wake Kiri up but she wouldn't. He noticed two certain children were missing. "Where are the twins?"

"They're at the spirit tree," explained Neteyam.

"They're stuck in Eywa!" cried Tuk. "And we can't disconnect them,"

"So you just left them there?" criticised Neytiri to the eldest's face.

"No. Tsireya, Roxto and Atuiko and with them. They'll watch over them," Neteyam hated worrying his mother like this. "Mum, there's nothing we can do. Eywa wants them there for a reason...we just have to wait and see,"

"I'm gonna call Norm and Max. They'll come over and examine Kiri. And the twins as well. Let's just hope they're not connected too long," Jake was afraid for his kids.

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Older Sylwa had taken Sylwa through the jungle and they came to a site which made Sylwa's heart enlighten with joy. She saw Navi children playing around together with human teachers. And there was a large hut where Navi children came in and out and amongst them was the avatar of Grace Augustine, Sylwa's adoptive sister's biological mother. She was teaching them. "The Augustine School," she breathed.

"This is merely a flashback of what life was like...before humans were expelled from the Omatikyena lands," her aunt explained. They sat down on a rock and watched the happy scene. No sooner had they said that they saw two beautiful young women walking with Grace's avatar.

"Is that..."

"Me and your mother," smiled Older Sylwa. "We were very happy. To us, learning a whole new language from another world was a treat,". Sylwa watched as her mother and aunt's younger versions smiled and cheered. "My father was very reluctant to allow us to leave the Home tree, to talk to sky people...but just like you, I wasn't one to judge people for what they looked like. Grace as you see was kind and caring, and compassionate. Desperate to share an entirely different culture with us Navi people,"

Her niece was entranced by how prosperous it looked. "If only it was like that now. You've no idea how awful it's become since the Sky people returned a year ago,"

Older Sylwa rubbed her shoulders. "How I miss those peaceful times. Grace would read us funny kids' books from Earth. She even taught us how to play basketball. And I wanted to share with her what we could teach about Pandora. To me, she was different from the other sky people. She wasn't like those who damaged our lands. She wanted to learn about our lands, to study them and share human knowledge with its inhabitants. Some kids even called her mum,"

Sylwa giggled. They stayed silent and continued watching the scene.

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