𝖠𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌

Neteyam x reader (part two) Avatar.

(Before yall say smth, it's not spell checked) (also changed who the interest was)

Waking up, her head pounded,  hearing nothing but a bothersome ringing. She groaned, shifting around.

Her hands and feet bound with thick vines — her vision blurring, her conscious trying to refocus.

"No point in struggling." She heard someone, that familiar voice hitting her head, it must've been the Na'vi who captured her.
Slowly her vision came back, glancing up to see the pale blue Na'vi, his shoulder patched from her shot.

"Where am I?" She groaned, her head spinning, feeling the tender skin that was on her head.

"You've been brought into a secluded area in the village." The male said, his voice deep and native. "Your little friends were lucky to get away." He spat.

"Let me go." She glared, her voice coming out shaky which she did not enjoy.

The male leaned down, his eyes studying her, a small smirk playing on his lips. "And why would I do that? Alien..."

She spat at him, gritting her teeth. "Fuck you." She growled, struggling again to be freed.

He was quick, she slap her cheek, "Filthy freak." He growled. Wiping the spit of her off.

Another Na'vi came, this one, was a deeper blue — matching her avatar's skin. "She's awake..." He muttered.

The male nodded. "A dirty one." He said. "How should I kill her?" He said staring at him, his eyes filled with disgust.

The deeper blue male shook his head. "The Tsahík wishes to speak to her."

Suddenly two other natives grabbed her cutting her feet free and roughly grabbing her, a knife to her throat.

"We'll bring her." They said, the rest of their speech was in native tongue; unable to understand their conversation.

She grunted, being pulled and forced to walk, being shoved harshly her shoulders being gripped strongly. "Get off me." She squirmed, her voice still shaky as if she were actually in fear.

The pale male left, the deep blue, filling behind.

Her face was bruising, a soft gush of blood stained the side of her cheek, her clothes torn from what? She didn't know.

Being dragged throughout the village, small cuts gushed from her throat, as she walked, the knife would carefully pierce into her flesh.
The villagers would crawl, run, spook her. She looked at them as if they were animals. Being walked into a crowd of villagers and elder Na'vi was seen in an elaborate headdress, her dark gaze shifting to her.

"Bring here." She said firmly. The crowds went silent. The two Na'vi throwing her on her knees, still holding the knife to her throat. Her face looked displeased, in discomfort. Her eyes fearing her life.

The Tsahík lifted her chin, observing her features. "Who are you? Why do you come?" She asked.

"I...am form the RDA." She grunted, her head being fired to look down.

"This RDA...you are form sky people are you not?" The woman asked. "I am." She said, her breath heavy, her heart racing.

"Your people have been either killed or have been sent away." She said, her tongue moving slowly. "You are here alone, and you now serve us." She said.