Tras la muerte de sus padres, Ma'udi, una pequeña hija de cazadores Omaticaya, es acogida por la familia Sully. Cuando los del cielo regresan con una violencia renovada, no queda más opción que huir. El destino los lleva a las aguas del clan Metkayina, donde su llegada no es una cálida bienvenida Entre los rechazados, Ma'udi intenta encontrar su lugar. Neteyam, el hijo mayor de Jake y Neytiri, lucha por ser el bastón de su familia en un mundo donde sus habilidades de bosque son inútiles y cada error los pone en peligro.

• Book 1 out of 4 of "The Way To Save You" series. Scrapped the old summary. Here's the new one: We have a purple Na'vi heroine, age 15. Her clan's dead. She survived 7 years of RDA experimentation. Mutated to have rapid regeneration. Her healing can be shared via blood-contact and tsaheylu. She escaped. Got caught by Mangkwan, turned into a slave healer. She escaped. Ultimately meets Neteyam and saves him when he gets shot. Story begins at the part where girly has already escaped the Mangkwan, and Neteyam and Lo'ak are just about to be promoted as scouts for the train raiding scene in ATWOW. This is an immersive longfic with World Building x 100 because I included references from the comics and from so many avatar wiki pages which I also explain in detail at bottom notes for those of you who only watched the movies. This Avatar - Neteyam AU fanfic: • is currently undergoing rewrites to "make it make sense." • has long chapters in the revised ones. (Avg. 7k words) • is canon-compliant (save for my own interpretation of incomplete souls and Spirit World rules). • is written in switching 3rd person POVs. • has lots of photos and terminology lists for your convenience (though I recommend reading this on AO3 where the terms are html embedded to tumblr redirects for quick definition) A SAMPLE OF MY WRITING (from an unrevised chap): "Listen to me," Neteyam said, his focus narrowing entirely on her, his brows furrowed with genuine concern. He shifted, his hand moving to cover hers where it rested, white-knuckled and trembling against her thigh. Her skin felt fever-hot against his palm, a sharp contrast to the cooling spray of the sea. "Focus on this," he told her, keeping his voice low and steady to cut through the sound of the surf. He needed her to stop staring at the horizon with those dead eyes. "Feel the weight of my hand. The salt on your skin. You are here, Hiraya. Right now. You're with me, and we're above the surface. Stay in the light."