The Waters of Destiny ( English Version of " Les eaux du Destin"

Chapter 30: Attack on the outpost

Hello! Here's the continuation of the offensive towards the outpost with the signal disrupting the kinglors, with Etuwa's intrepidity almost costing him dearly. I hope you enjoy my version of this game event. Don't hesitate to vote if you like it or to comment.

Sarya's point of view

Tsenkya had asked me to pick up my TAP outfit. Finding my T-shirt with the GDR logo gave me an unpleasant sensation. It was like returning to my old prison. We set off for the base, her in a uniform similar to that of a GDR soldier, except adapted for the Na'vis. She had a cap on her head, reminding me of Teylan and giving her a more mature, menacing side.

Tsenkya: You remember your mission, don't you?

Me: To neutralize the signal, yes.

Tsenkya: My job is to make sure that this base is useless to the RDA forever.

Me: How can my TAP outfit help?

Tsenkya: Remember this rule, Sarya. It could save your life more than once. Especially on Pandora.

Me: What's that?

With that, she turned her gaze towards me, her green and orange eyes giving her an even more intimidating appearance, not helped by her weapon and her Harning-like get-up. I still had terrible memories of his brutal training sessions. Norr still bore the terrible scars.

Tsenkya: Adaptation is the key to survival.

And before I could react, she made a precise gesture and darkness invaded my mind.

Later,

When I came to, I found myself tied to a chair, my hands handcuffed. In my head, confusion and panic overcame me. Why would Tsenkya have done this? As my fear grew in intensity, I saw the screens light up and the image of the man I hoped never to see again. The man who had taken away our childhood, the only memory of our mother and my older sister.

Mercer: How we meet again. It's a small world, even on Pandora, it seems.

Me darkly: Pandora will kill you, thank you. If it isn't me.

Mercer: But it wasn't me who betrayed you and delivered you to us.

Tsenkya used me? But to what end? Had she struck some dark bargain? No, it didn't make sense!

Mercer: I've always told you that Pandora is ruthless and corrupting. This is a perfect example.

I thought back to all the people I'd met. Nefika...E'etu..Etuwa..Pel'tan...No, I refused to see any deception on their part. I remained convinced that it came from the heart. And the Night Archers. They saved our lives. Why should they? Unless the Tsahik made a deal, in the shadow of her family and clan?

Me: I don't believe you.

Mercer: Yet it was a na'vie who delivered you to us.

A na'vie... Wait, didn't Tsenkya say that a na'vie wouldn't have a chance of approaching the base without being shot by soldiers? She herself had defined herself as a girl between the two worlds. This proved just how little Mercer knew about Pandora and the Na'vis, to make such a gross mistake.

Mercer: So, either you cooperate...or you die.

"Adaptation is the key to survival".

It was then that I felt the wrist of a knife well hidden in the back of my pants. Wait...it was Tsenkya who had insisted I place a weapon here, claiming she was always ready for anything. My anger at the Tsahik's apparent betrayal was replaced by relief. Everything seemed clearer. So, gently, I took the weapon out of its scabbard, placing it carefully on the intersection of the chains, penetrating it before beginning to gnaw at it from the inside.