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Sarang/Love

Part II - The past and the present

Demon pacts, poly!, protective demon boys, scent kink-ish, nicknames galore,

I am SO SO sorry for this very late update, I got extremely distracted. But I was informed that I passed my exams, so now I have a Bachelor’s degree in Prehistoric Archaeology😍

When you awoke next, you were lying on the softest mattress ever, but you were feeling quite hot as well. The reason for that? Well. When you opened your eyes you stared straight into a t-shirt covered torso. Out of shock you recoiled, but couldn’t move very far because of the arms wrapped tight around your waist.

“Woah, precious thing, calm down.” The arms loosened around you, and instead one of the hands started to cart through your hair, while the other was used to support the head of the guy. When you looked up at the person you saw that it was Baby, and suddenly all that had happened came rushing back: The guys who chased you, running into the Saja boys, and… the men running into the Saja boys.. the Saja boys… dealing with the men, and then nothing.

“What happened, where am I?” You asked.

“You passed out, and now you’re in our apartment.” Answered Baby, “I’ll go tell the other guys that you’ve woken up, there’s some clothes on the dresser, and the toilet’s through that door.” He said pointing first at the dresser then at a door at the other side of the room. The second he left the bed, chills started crippling all over your body and you could see your breath, “What’s happening?” You panicked.

“Your body is changing, which we’ll tell you all about once you’ve gotten dressed, baby girl.” Before he left he caressed your cheek, and then he walked out of the door, from the other room murmurs could be heard and it sounded like they were asking about you.

15 minutes later, you were feeling much better and had gotten dressed in the clothes from atop the dresser. Which turned out to be Juni’s sweatpants and t-shirt. You were standing in front of the door which Baby had left through, it felt as if something was tugging on your heart, urging you to go through the door.

With a deep exhale, you opened the door into the room, which turned out to be a living room, with a large chaiselong couch and sky high windows. On the couch sat all the members of the Saja boys.

Abby sat with his arms stretched over the back of the couch, Romance was sat with one leg crossed over the other, Mystery with his legs crisscrossed under him, Baby with his legs up and at last Jinu who was looking at her with hooded eyes. Jinu’s eyes were raking up and down your body and his fingers were digging into the couch so hard that you could hear the fabric tearing, and when your eyes met his he licked his lips and you could see.. fangs? peeking out.

“H-hello, I’m so sorry for any inconvenience I might have caused.” You apologised, bowing to the boys. When you spoke all the boys groaned and Jinu waved you over to them.

“You caused no such thing, princess.” He assured, and patted the empty spot next to him.

When you had sat down a tense silence had laid itself like a blanket over the living room, until a hand laid itself over yours.

“How are you feeling?” Asked Jinu, and honestly you replied “not too bad, but I get these uncomfortable chills, but that might be the shock.”

“Yes that could be one option, but I think it’s something else, something more.. intimate, for the lack of a better word.” Intrigued, you looked at Jinu, with your head cocked to one side. “What do you mean?” (In the background a couple of the boys could be heard gushing over how cute you looked)

“Well, this is gonna sound absolutely insane, but this world, plane of existence, whatever people call it, isn’t the only one.” Jinu explained, sighing before he continued, “a veil is separating this realm from the one we’re from.” His thumb was sliding back and forth on your hand, while he was contemplating how to continue. “This other realm, goes by many different names, some use hell, others spirit realm, we though tend to call it the underworld, the veil makes our world darker and keeps a lot of us from this realm, as well as keeping the two realms from merging together, as they had once been.” Jinu’s fingers were twirling you hair around, while calmly explaining.. the, realm situations? You were so confused…

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because you’re ours” growled Baby, leaning towards you, from were he was sitting.

“You felt it, didn’t you?” Asked Romance, “the bond sparking, begging to be completed.” His hand landed on you thigh, rubbing circles into it.

Though it terrified you, you couldn’t help but feel satisfaction with their words, their attention and their touch, something inside you wanted to belong to them and it terrified you, to the point that you started shaking.

“As for why exactly we’re telling you this,” continued Jinu, “in the underworld, traditions and connections of old are still existing, whereas this realm has long forgotten these things and prefers to be ignorant.” Jinu gently pulled your hair so that you were making eye contact with him.

“Hundreds of years ago individuals or groups were soul bound together, something which was lost when the Honmoon was established.” He explained, even though it all sounded insane, crazy and completely impossible. “The soul bonds rarely happen today, and when they do it’s typically between this of the underworld, but you, you are different, your soul is bound to ours, the thing that tether us, keep us sane, you are ours and we are destined to protect you, care for you, give you anything you may need or want.”

For a moment you could see Jinu’s eyes become golden with a slitted pupil, and dark markings rippled across his skin, and this time you knew you weren’t dreaming.

Whatever these guys were, they were serious and you could not sense any lies, manipulation or anything.

They were telling the truth. And they were staring you down, not as a prize to win, but as something divine that they were meant to worship.

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The Sarang/Love series will unfortunately not be published today, some family issues came up and I had to visit my little sister at a children’s festival🥹 she’s so precious😭

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Abby - Characteristics

Warnings: MDNI, Mature content

“Strength grows in the moments when you think you can’t go on but you keep going anyway”

- Unknown

Part II of the series should be out later today, I’m just doing some finishing touches <3

He’s definitely the muscles of the group, and if his Abs drawings are anything to go by, then he loves it.

He tends to not think before he does something, making him a bit of a wildcard and reckless at times.

Very protective of you! Like if he could he would watch over you 24/7, he would do it. Literally All. The. Damn. Time.

He became a demon 50 years after Jinu, and had decided to leave his home when he’d had enough of his deadbeat dad beating him.

Gwi-ma promised him that he’ll never feel weak again, and the rest is history.

He is definitely turned on by the size difference between you.

Loves holding you down, especially face down in the sheets.

Overstimulation is one of his love languages: he’ll go down on you and wrap his hands around your thighs, making sure you are completely pressed to his face with no escape.

Part of series:

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I’ve just made a little drawing of Jinu, that I wanted to share with you all

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Jinu - Characteristics

Warnings: MDNI, Mature Themes

“But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever”

- Haruki Murakami

The oldest and wisest out of the Saja Boys.

He’s the group’s voice of reason.

Calm, collected, the leader, cunning, intelligent and doesn’t really care for anyone other than the reader, his pets and his ‘brothers’.

If he gets angry -> Run. Just run, you don’t survive as a demon for 400 years, without being absolutely brutal.

We all know his background: He’s got a lot of regret about leaving his mother and sister -> he will therefore protect those he loves with his life.

He is very patient; 400 years waiting for his destined will do that, also raising a baby demon tiger takes patience.

As with the other members he will tear the world apart in order to keep his mate safe.

He definitely got a breeding kink, no doubt! But that also goes for the rest of the boys…

In bed he’s very dominating, will pull your hair, and talk dirty. BUT he will never talk bad about or to you.

Nicknames he’ll use: Princess, Baby girl, Little one, Pretty thing.

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Sarang/Love

Part I - Meeting

Tags: Creeps being Creeps, protectiveness, mates, poly! Relationship, crying, first meeting,

This is a short first part, I’m still kinda rusty (It’s been a couple of years since the last time I wrote something non-academic). I hope you guys find this satisfying, I might do some changes here and there, but hope you enjoy!

Running through the streets, you were wondering how your day had ended up like this:

The day had started as it normally did, you awoke to the sound of your alarm going off at 7 AM. You got out of bed, brushed your teeth and got dressed before going out to the nearest cafe and getting your morning coffee and some breakfast.

After you had enjoyed your breakfast, you went to the library and studied for your university class for a couple of hours before you decided to get some fresh air and lunch.

Though that was when it had gone down hill. Upon leaving the library you had bumped into a normal looking business man, except there was something off about him.

“Oh sorry I didn’t see you” you apologised,

“It’s fine darling, but if you want you can apologise for it by coming home with me and entertaining me and my friends.”. Slowly a couple of other guys had started creeping up, their grins making chills runs down your spine, thoughts were racing in your head as they closed in on her, until instincts as old as time kicked in and you ran.

Now as you were running through the streets, you couldn’t help but feel thankful for the years you had spent playing handball. Your stamina was good enough that you could just about keep the men away, but if you didn’t find somewhere to hide and rest soon, then you didn’t dare to think about what those men would do to you.

Turning around the corner you ran into something warm and solid, and hands cradled you close. The scent surrounding you was warm and comforting, embracing you and making you feel safe. When you looked up at the source of the scent, you were met with a pair of brown eyes, which shockingly seemed to shine gold for a split second.

“Are you alright?”, the voice asking you made warmth coil in your stomach and making you clench your thighs together.

“Y-yeah, sorry I’m kinda in a hurry”, growls and groans broke out from both sides of you, which alerted you to the four other guys near you. Guys she had seen before… oh. The Saja Boys.

You looked back at the person you had bumped into, and yep it was Jinu, the two guys right next to him were Abby and Baby, and beside each of them stood Mystery and Romance.

“Hey! There she is!”, the voice of the man you had bumped into earlier, and desperately were trying to get away from, cut through your realisation.

“Oi! We found her first, go find another girl, this one is coming home with us.” The group of men which had chased you was closing in on you and the Saja Boys, all of which growled at the approaching men.

Abby and Baby stepped towards the men, while Mystery, Romance and Jinu prevented you from seeing them, and shielding you from their view at the same time. “We don’t care about some shitty idols, just give us the girl, man!” One of the men said, even though he could feel the charged energy from the Saja Boys. The very fragile calm was ruined the moment a sob forced itself out of your throat, the air became charged with something dangerous, and it felt as if time stood still and the arms around you tightened. You could see looks being passed between the members of the boy-band, and it seemed as if they came to an agreement because shortly after pained shrieks could be heard before it went silent.

“Shh, don’t cry sweet girl, everything is okay now.”, Abby gently said, which made you cry even harder from the realisation that if you hadn’t bumped into these guys, you would probably have been taken by the men chasing you and had to be put through unspeakable things. “It’s okay, you’re safe now”, assured Romance, but before more could be said, a whine came from your lips and your legs gave out from underneath her.

“It’s starting now, we need to get her somewhere safe.”, noted Baby.

“Yeah, you’re right, we need to get her to safety, keep her hidden, healthy, we must protect her, make her ours in all ways.” Growled Abby, his eyes glowing golden and his lilac marks became visible, the other guys weren’t faring any better, but then Jinu interrupted their various fantasies playing in their heads, “stop. Calm down, all of you. This isn’t just some random woman, she is OURS and we will treat her with the utmost respect and care.” His voice was stern and left no room for discussion, “we will take her with us, put her in my room and get her through the first wave, without anything untowards being done, before we ask for her consent.” With that final statement Abby gathered you in his arms and carried you back to their apartment.

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Masterlist

Series:

Nga Yawne Lu Oer - Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar AFAB! Reader

Sarang/Love - Saja Boys x Fem! Reader

One shots:

Bungo Stray Dogs:

Atsushi x Gender Neutral! Reader

Chuuya x Fem! Reader - Hat thief

Diabolik Lovers:

Laito Sakamaki x Male! Reader - Self harm

Kekkai Sensen:

Femt x reader - Kidnapped

Tokyo Ghoul:

Uta x Fem! Reader - Parents

Karneval:

Uro x Fem! Reader

Imagines:

Diabolik Lovers:

Imagine telling the Sakamaki brothers that you’re pregnant

Imagine Kanato sharing his sweets with you

Bungo Stray Dogs:

Imagine Dazai taking your virginity

Imagine being taller than Chuuya

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Series - Sarang/Love

Saja Boys x Fem! Reader

This series is inspired by the incredible @emriiis ‘s series.

You actually managed to inspire me enough to get me out of my years long writers block

Click on the titles to follow the link to the chapter ❤️

Tags: Mates, first meetings, protectiveness, demon pacts-ish, dates, A/B/O-Coded, heat/mating cycles, biting, more to come..

Part I: Meeting

Turning around the corner she ran into something warm and solid, and hands cradled her close. The scent surrounding her was warm and comforting, embracing her and making her feel safe. When she looked up she was met with a pair of brown eyes, which shockingly seemed to shine gold for a split second. “Are you alright?”, the voice asking her made warmth coiling in her stomach and making her clench her thighs. “Y-yeah, sorry I’m kinda in a hurry”, growls and groans broke out from both sides of her, which alerted her to the four other guys near her. Guys she had seen before… oh. The Saja Boys.

Part II: The past and the present

“What happened, where am I?” You asked. “You passed out, and now you’re in our apartment.” Answered Baby, “I’ll go tell the other guys that you’ve woken up, there’s some clothes on the dresser, and the toilet’s through that door.” He said pointing first at the dresser then at a door at the other side of the room. The second he left the bed, chills started crippling all over your body and you could see your breath, “What’s happening?” You panicked.

Part III:

Work in progress

Part IV:

Work in progress

Part V:

Work in progress

Part VI:

Work in progress

Part VII:

Work in progress

Part VIII: Ours

Work in progress

Characterisation/characteristics

I’ll use these to keep myself on track, with characteristic of each of the boys (you guys are very welcome to give suggestions)

Even though I upload these, there will be adjustments made and things added

Love ya! ❤️

Jinu

Abby

Baby

Mystery

Romance

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Nga yawne lu oer - Chapter 8

Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar! Fem! Reader

Warnings: KISSING!! Cussing, Racism, Hurt, angst, break up, getting back together, sad Miles, sad (y/n), they both need a hug.

Word Count: 2044

Chapter 8: Catching Up

                                           Miles’ POV

They had gotten back to base and the atmosphere had been strained and depressing on their flight back, and it hadn’t gotten better through dinner. After dinner and watching you being depressed and sad with no end in sight, he had decided that he needed to talk to you. Perhaps it was the time he learned the end of your engagement, the death of your sister, the thoughts and despair that you had felt, and perhaps had locked safely away in your chest for the past 15 years. Miles had asked Lyle if he and Z-dog where willing to watch over Spider while he talked with you, because for some reason Spider had become quite attached to those two recoms, and of course Lyle said yes, and no doubt Z-dog were also onboard for what Lyle called a “Nephew and Aunt/Uncle night”.

“Sweetheart can I talk with you? In private?” Miles asked you. You were sitting with Spider and talking quietly. You looked a bit hesitant at his request. “I just want to talk. I just want some answers, and of course if you don’t want to then we don’t have to. But I remember that one time many years ago, when you and I had just gotten together, how you told me that talking with someone can help process loss, trauma and any other destressing emotion.” You nodded in acknowledgement at his words.

“Sure, we can talk, but what about Spider? You sure you just want him running around?”

“Don’t worry (y/n)! We’ll take him.” Lyle walked calmly into the room with Z-dog and just like Mils had expected she too looked pleased with this outcome. “C’mon little monkey! Let’s leave your folks to talk.”

Spider nodded, and though he had never been alone with those two before, he still looked a bit excited. “Bye Mom, love you.” He hugged you before turning to Miles. “Hurt her and you’ll regret it.” He threatened before happily skipping over to the two recoms.

“Shall we?” Asked Miles and held his hand out for you to take, but you ignored it and stood up on your own and walked towards Miles’ room.

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You immediately went to yours and Spiders bed and sat down and Miles did the same, though he didn’t touch the bed, because apparently that was disrespectful, and you had been very close to clawing his eyes out the last and only time he had touched it.

“Sweetheart I’m sorry for all you had to lose. Hometree, me, your sister and what ever else that you lost those days.” He said gently and truthfully.

“Grace. I lost Grace too.”

“You lost Augustine?”

“Yeah you killed her, shot her when she, Jake and the others escaped from Hell’s Gate.” You sounded so sad, and Miles knew that Augustine had meant a lot to you.

“I recall shooting at the helicopter, but unfortunately, I can’t remember getting told of her death.”

“I told you the last time you and I ever talked to each other.” You mumbled, it seemed as if those memories weighed heavily on your shoulders.

“I take it, that it didn’t end well.”

“No, it didn’t.”

                                           *Flashback*

                                           (y/n) POV

You had just gotten the news that Grace had died from Max, it would have been too suspicious if both of you had gone and participated in the videocall, so Max was the one to deal with them. Besides you also had your son to worry about and right now you trusted nobody else but Max. You hadn’t spoken to Miles either, you felt betrayed. You had wasted so many hours trying to make him see Pandora, trying to make him understand that this wasn’t just savage people, but that they actually had something beautiful going on. And what had Miles done? Well he had ignored every single conversation and lesson and had decided to burn Hometree. He and Parker had destroyed everything and you had for days now, not been able to connect with you Avatar, because they knew that it was with the people, just like Graces and Jakes. Everything hurt. And though you loved Miles with everything, you couldn’t ignore what he had done. The man you thought you knew and who had promised you that he would do everything in his power to make sure that this conflict was settled peacefully, had betrayed you. You were sitting in you room, which haven’t been in use for a good year, and your son, Miles, had been put to sleep in his cradle, and was snoozing peacefully, not knowing the pain his mother was feeling and if it was up to you he would never. Without knocking someone stepped into your room and when looking up, your heart dropped to your stomach. There stood Miles, your fiancé, and he looked very annoyed.

“Pray tell why you’ve decided to stay in this dusty room, when there’s a perfectly comfortable bed in our room, which you’ve decorated to your hearts content.” Your fiancé inquired to which you coldly answered:

“This is my room, if you’ve forgotten and we’re perfectly comfortable here.”

“And is there a reason why you’ve decide to ‘spice up’ the living arrangements, I can certainly get all of our thing moved here, but the space is significantly smaller.”

“No thanks, I think Miles and I will do quite fine here…. Alone..”

“Darlin’, I do not like what you’re hinting at. Are you saying that you don’t want me here with the two of you.”

“Yes.”

“That’s ridiculous!” He raised his voice and baby Miles started squirming in the crib, and you quickly went and shushed him. “You can’t keep me from my son.” He spoke after your son had fallen asleep again.

“Maybe not, but I would prefer that my son stay away from murderers.”

“Really (y/n) is that what I am? Darlin’ they’re nothing but savages, meaningless, brainless people, who’s standing in the way. If they just left that damn tree, then it wouldn’t have come to this.”

“It wasn’t just a tree! Have you forgotten everything I told you?” You whispered angrily. “They have lived in that tree for generations! And unlike fucking humans, they actually care for the nature around them, and they don’t take more than needed! And besides you didn’t just kill some of them, you also fucking killed Grace!”

“Oh really? Is that how you see us humans? I think you’ve spend to much time with them, you certainly are starting to sound like those traitors, perhaps it was a good thing that I killed that bitch, she certainly has brainwashed you. But it won’t matter tomorrow we’ll fly out destroy that ‘Tree of souls’ and then when we’ve won, us three can settle down and live peacefully together.” Miles reached out and caressed you cheek. “I’ll make you forget everything about those savages, and I’ll make sure that horrendous body of yours is disposed of.”

Anger coursed through your veins and you harshly ripped his hand away from you. “You are a fucking monster! I can’t believe that I ever thought that I could make you see. Have you been stringing me along all this time. Was any of it ever true? You told me that you wanted to settle this conflict peacefully! Have you been planning this all along?” You broke down crying.

“Who cares? What’s done is done, and it is so much easier this way. After this you and I will be married and then we can live peacefully with our son.”

The rage took over, and you tore your engagement ring off your finger and threw it at him. “I refuse to marry a fucking monster! Take your damn ring, give it to someone who’s as fucked as you are! I can’t believe that I ever loved you! I trusted you! And you fucking broke that, you lied to me!” You screamed through the snot and the tears.

Miles stood flabbergasted, you knew he had never seen you act like this, and you could see the regret set in. But you were both startled by the sound of your son crying. You quickly went to him and picked him up, and cuddled him to you while gently rocking him in your arms. “It’s okay baby.. calm down.”

“Darlin’, I-“

“Fuck off! I don’t ever want to see you again.” And you turned your back to him, and just continued to comfort your crying son.

                                              *Flashback ends*

 You had kept your eyes on the floor while telling Quaritch the last conversation you had with his human self. But when you looked up, you saw something you didn’t expect: Tears. Quaritch was crying. You had never seen him cry, other than the day you gave birth and when you said yes to be his wife. And in spite of all the trauma and hurt you had felt you couldn’t bare to see the man, who had made you fall in love with him again, cry.

“Miles?” You leaned forward and gently laid a hand on his upper arm, tears were also running down your cheeks, and you figured that the both of you probably looked like a big mess. When Miles looked up he saw your tears and gently wiped your tears away, and you did the same.

“It feels like I remember that. I don’t know why or how. But I know that he regretted it till his dying day.” He carefully caressed your cheek, and took a deep breath before looking into your eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry sweetheart. Those words, were the words of a monster.” Miles seemed to remember something before shoving his hand down a pocket and pulling something up. He took your hand and unfolded it before carefully laying the object in your hand. When you looked down you saw that it was your engagement ring and tears made their way forward again. “He or rather I had kept it on the same chain as my tags. Probably hoping to give it back to you.” Miles once again wiped your tears away while you inspected the ring. “Technically we’re not the same person, but I have all of his memories up until a certain point, and I know that you meant everything to him. And even now you mean everything to me, you make me whole.” You didn’t let Miles continue, instead you surged forward and connected you lips for the first time in 15 years, and it felt so good. Your body igniting in a way it hadn’t in the past 15 years. Miles clutched you to him his hand going to your hair and gripping your queue and making you moan, your body rocking closer to his. You tore your mouth away from his to get some air and Miles continued to nibble on your jaw.

“Miles we need to stop.” You gasped.

“I know. I know Sweetheart.” He sounded just as out of breath as you and you giggled touching your forehead to his. You both slowly caught your breath, and Miles gently ran his hands up and down your back. You softly pecked his lips a couple of times before removing yourself from his lap.

“I love you, Miles. And I’m not quite ready to forgive you from all the damage, I’ve realised that no matter which form you take I’ll end up loving you. I’m willing to try again. I’m willing to let you into my heart, but please don’t break it. I can’t take another heartbreak.” You admitted and looked into his eyes. Once again he laid his hand on your cheek and this time you nuzzled into it.

“I promise Sweetheart.” He whispered almost in awe of getting a second chance.

“Come sleep with me?” You patted the spot beside you on the bed and Miles eagerly agreed.

You both laid down, with you tucked to his chest, your legs and tails entangling together, almost as if this was the most natural thing in the world.

You knew that the two of you needed to discuss the dilemma with Jake and the General. But for now you cuddled into your Miles and softly sighed out before closing your eyes and succumbing to the darkness of sleep.

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Nga yawne lu oer - Chapter 7

Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar! Fem! Reader – Chapter 7

Sentences in ‘Na’vi’ is outlined like this: Nga yawne lu oer

Warnings: Cussing! Loss of family member. Miles being confused.

Word Count: 1749

   Chapter 7: Learning to see

                                                    Miles’ POV

The day after Miles woke early, and looked over to where you and Miles were sleeping, and that weird fluttering in his chest returned. There you lay, mask tucked over your mouth, curled around your small son. He remembered when Miles had just been born, and you curled up around him, exhausted from being in labour for hours and then giving birth, but you smiled so sweet, and had such a serene and happy look on your face. He leaned over the two of you but the moment his shadow covered your face your eyes snapped open, and you hissed, quickly crouching over your son.

“Calm down tiger.” Miles said raising his hands.

“What were you doing?” You hissed out.

“I was just looking at the two of you sleeping, you look so sweet and innocent when curled up asleep around Miles.”

“His name is Spider.” You gritted out, not commenting on the other things he had said.

“Pretty sure we agreed on Miles.”

“We did, but that ended up being a horrible name, with the indication that he’s his father’s son, and it just made his life so much easier to forget that name.” Ouch, that stung, but Miles wouldn’t show it.

“If you say so… well get up, you’re still a hostage and I can’t just allow the two of you to sleep the day away.” Truth is if you lay there a moment longer, looking that delicious, he could not be held responsible for the things he would do. And perhaps that wouldn’t be the greatest idea with how rocky your ‘relationship’ is at the moment.

After some breakfast, which consisted of some kind of extremely gooey and bland oatmeal, he had gathered all the recoms, you and Spider - he’s pretty sure that it was the other Brainiacs that came up with that name for the kid - and announced the plans he had for the day.

“So you’re probably all wondering why I’ve disturbed you from you daily training exercises and chores.” He said standing proud before his team. “The General has given the green light for us to take these hostages out in the jungle. I will explain why when we get there. We leave in 20 minutes, so get packed, it’s an overnight stay.”

“Yes Colonel!” The recoms saluted and left to pack their necessities.

Twenty minutes later they were marching to their helicopter. Miles had one hand on the neck of the boy, and the other was wrapped around the arm belonging to (y/n), who had both of her wrists cuffed. Cuffing her had taken about 10 minutes of hissing and struggling, and he hated every single fucking second of it. No matter his opinion about the natives, he couldn’t see you as one of them, and treating you like a savage animal and a hostage had felt so wrong. But he managed to get you cuffed in the end – and of course his stupid brain had to conjure up the last memory he had of cuffing you, which was way more pleasant -. Spider ran ahead and eagerly jumped into the helicopter, and after Miles had helped you about, of course not without you hissing quietly at him, he turned to Spider just in time seeing him getting a bit to close to the big gun for his comfort. He wanted to lie and say that it was just irritation, but he knew that just wasn’t it. But the thing is, he didn’t know what the feeling coursing through him was, sure there was a great deal of fear for the boy and a bit of irritation, but it was almost as if it was instinctive in a very weird and very fucked up way. Probably another weird thing this new body of his could do?… feel?. Fuck he didn’t know. What he did know was that Spider definitely was a mix between you and him, and he had definitely gotten both of yours stubbornness. After having reminded the boy of the tracker and telling him he would discipline him if he stepped out of line, the boy had reluctantly answered with a yessir, and how much he looked like you in that moment was insane.

Miles was enjoying breathing in the air of Pandora, and for once not needing that shitty mask. When he looked around the helicopter observing his team his eyes eventually landed on you, and there you sat, with you eyes closed and taking deep breathes and enjoying the fresh air, for the first time in a of couple days. His breathe left him and he felt like a teenage boy with a crush on a girl, which was absurd considering his mental age. Miles had to remind himself once more that emotions right now couldn’t get in the way for the mission, but still without a doubt, you had his heart in your hand, and he knew that even after everything he would do anything for you.

When the helicopter landed on the ground Miles gathered his team and decided that it was time to tell them why he had dragged them into the jungle.

“Gather around Team!” Miles stood with you and the boy at his side and the time forming a half circle in front of you and he gestured towards you and Spider. “(y/n) here has decided to help us, but in her own way.” The team all looked at each other in question. “Everyone know that to beat your enemy you gotta know your enemy. So (y/n) and the boy has decided to teach us the Na’vi way. We’ll learn to walk like them and talk like them, we’ll learn their language.” After that Miles said what he himself thought was a well pronounced sentence in Na’vi, but it earned some laughs form the boy, and he could also see your shoulders shaking.

“You call that Na’vi? How come you not have learned more with my amazing mother as your teacher?” Asked your son, and though he perhaps weren’t as good at pronouncing the words, he was somewhat decent at understanding most of the language.

“Sorry kiddo, your ma is very distracting, which normally resulted in anything but those language lessons.” Miles answered with a wolfish grin, and for a second it looked like the boy turned green, while the other recoms laughed. Miles thought he could see a purple tint on your cheeks, and he almost puffed out his chest in satisfaction of getting such a reaction from you.

“Ew! That’s so disgusting!” Exclaimed Spider.

“It’s natural kiddo, perhaps one day you’ll know what I mean.” By the blush spreading across the boy’s face, Miles had a feeling that Spider in some way knew what he was talking about.

Half an hour later Miles had freed you from your cuffs and you and the boy was walking around looking extremely serene.

“So Colonel, when do you suppose that our ‘training’ start?” Asked Lyle from beside him, and it wasn’t a dumb question, because Miles himself was very curious about that as well.

“Hey (y/n)!” He called. “Is it gonna be anytime today.” The moment those words left his mouth, Miles knew that he fucked up, because you tail stiffened, your ears tucked to your head and when you turned to look at him every trace of your smile was gone.

“The moment you get those horrid boots off.”

Miles scoffed. ”That ain’t happening.”

“Well then guess I can’t teach you the Na’vi way then.” You shrugged, “Too bad.”

“Okay the we’ll just head back to base.”

“As far as I know that’s your loss. I mean every minute count if you wanna get to Jake, right?” You and Miles just stood and stared into each other’s eyes, until Miles sighed and gave in.

“All right then. Team get your boots off!” He ordered.

A few weeks had gone by since the first time Miles and the team had taken you and Spider to the jungle, and to say it hadn’t been challenging would be to lie.

Miles had been humiliated so many times, he had failed so many tasks that according to Spider was something an Omaticaya child could do with their eyes closed. An example could be the time you taught them how to braid bracelets, which only Lyle, Z-dog and Ja managed to do. And he could not and would not mention learning to walk in the jungle. It had been challenging mostly because he and his teams had to put a lot of their training and values from Earth away, and focus on the values of the Na’vi people. You were still trying to teach them how to breath with ‘the great mother’ and you were trying to get them to see the planet, and Miles was slowly starting to think that you had managed to at the very least make them understand. They had learned the prayer you do when you hunt and animal, and they had learned to prepare said animal with respect, and Miles could keep on going. And slowly as time had went, he had started seeing you in a new light. He still held the same feelings for you, but now it was as if he saw you, and to be honest it was a little bit unnerving.

Today was another day in the jungle, and he and his team and you and Spider were all sitting in a circle, eating breakfast in peace and quiet until Z-dog opened her mouth.

“How’s Paz doing?”

You stiffened and Spider immediately turned his eyes to you in worry.

“Paz didn’t make it. She was killed in battle.” Miles could hear the sorrow in your voice, and even though he hadn’t really talked with your sister, other than her threatening him after she found out about your relationship, he felt bad.

“Oh.” Z-dog’s ears flattened, and Miles recalled that Z-dog and Paz had had some relations with each other. And judging by Z-dog’s reaction it had possible been more serious than what he originally thought.

Silence spread throughout the team until Miles broke it. “Sorry for your loss Sweetheart. I know how much she meant to you.” Tears had welled up in your eyes and Miles felt his heart clench painfully at the sight of your tears. He sighed and stood up. “Alright back to base, I think these last couple of day have been eventful enough.”

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Nga yawne lu oer - Chapter 6

Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar! Fem! Reader - Chapter 6

Words spoken in Na’vi will be outlined like this: Nga yawne lu oer

Warnings: A bit racism, a bit of torture otherwise known as the Generals favourite interrogation method. Miles struggling with his mind, soft Miles.

Word Count: 1455

 Chapter 6: A Deal                                   

                                                 (y/n)’s POV

You had woken up to the sight of Quaritch, sitting beside you and you lying in a bed, which at the very least was more comfortable than the floor and the chair, but not as comfortable as the hammock in you tent back at High Camp. The only thing you had on your mind was the welfare of your son, and your patience was slowly beginning to run out.

“Quaritch, where’s my son?” It still hurt to call him Quaritch, but you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of calling him by his first name, nor would you pretend that things were fine between you.

“He’s being held in an interrogation room at the moment.” Your ex-fiancé answered almost immediately, and his ears were once again tucked to his head.

“I want my son here with me.” You knew that you were a hostage, and you even felt scared, not knowing what would happen to you, but you needed to be strong, and you needed to show him and everyone else, that you had changed these past 15 years, and that you no longer just were a young scientist, no now you were a mother. You were a mother, but you were missing your son, and therefore you would fight tooth and nail to get him back, but hissing and cursing would only make them see you as a savage, so you tried to be ‘diplomatic’.

“I know that Darli- (y/n), but you must understand that that isn’t in my power to do.” Quaritch tried to reason with you, but you wouldn’t have it.

“If you want me to be cooperative, and not act as what you would define a savage, then you give me my son back.” Quaritch quirked an eyebrow at that, and you sighed. “Look, I won’t betray Jake and Neytiri, I owe them a lot, and they’ve been there for me for the past 15 years, and whether you like it or not Jake’s like a brother to me. But I will help you with moving around the forest, and learning the Na’vi language, you know the whole thing about knowing your enemy. I can do that, I can teach you how to get your own Ikran but in exchange I want my son.” She could see the answer in his eyes before he spoke.

“Fine, I’ll figure out something, it’s a deal.” With that Miles stood up, and she noticed cuts on his knuckles, before he walked towards the door. “I’m gonna lock the door. Behave, and you might get more privileges, but you are still a hostage, you are MY hostage. And don’t forget to take a breath from that mask.” With that he turned around and walked out, the door closing and locking behind him.

                                                   Miles’ POV

He hated talking to her like that. It was all so confusing. He knew that it was just memories, and that he weren’t even the same person, but God he loved her. The deal she made was good, but part of way he agreed was because it was her. He couldn’t cope with the thought of you hurting that much, and so he gave in.

When he made it to the door leading into the interrogation room he last saw Miles in, one of the soldiers called out to him.

“Colonel sir, may I ask what you are doing?”

“I’m on my way to talk with the young hostage.”

“But sir the General are interrogating him right now.” Miles felt his blood run cold, he cursed beneath his breath, before walking towards that place again.

When he made it there, his son was sitting the exact same place you had been, only he was yelling a bit more than you had been, and something inside him clenched uncomfortably. This one was gonna be a bit harder to explain to the General, but he still jogged towards the oof button and pressed down on it again.

“Colonel. This is the second time today that you have interrupted my interrogation of the hostages. So what’s the excuse now.” The General looked extremely displeased but it didn’t matter, this woman was meddling with things that didn’t concern her.

“Sorry General, but I would like to request that I myself can interrogate my hostages.” Miles spoke as respectful as he could, while cursing the woman in his head.

“Why, you already have that savage woman, what do you need this confused boy for?” Miles didn’t like how she spoke about you nor your son, but as he kept reminding himself, this woman was higher in rank than him, and he had been taught a lesson when he was but a young soldier, that you DO NOT under any circumstances act disrespectful, towards your superior, and he was still a soldier after all. He breathed through his mask before answering the General.

“I’ve made a deal with the woman. If I give her back this boy, she will willingly teach us the Na’vi way, which I believe could be a big asset in capturing the traitor of humanity. We will have the opportunity to be one step ahead.” He explained and the General did look intrigued.

“Hmm I see. Well alright you can take the boy, but keep the hostages under observation 24/7 got it?”

“Yes ma’am!” Miles saluted, he freed the boy and hauled the boy over his shoulder.

“Hey asshole I can walk on my own two legs!” Yelled the boy, but Miles just ignored him.

He made it back to his room, and before he unlocked the door, he put Miles down, and when the door opened and the boy saw you a cry left his mouth.

“Sa’nok!” He yelled and ran towards you, and you immediately spread you arms out and embraced the boy tightly, before holding him at arm’s length and inspecting him from even the smallest wound.

“Spider, are you okay my son?” You said in Na’vi and hugged the boy tightly to you, nuzzling the top of his head.

“I’m fine Sa’nok, but I have missed you so much.”

“Oh, how I have missed you as well, my sweet, sweet boy.”

“Sorry to interrupt the happy reunion, but for safety reasons I would like to ask for you to speak English. I know you both can do it, so no excuses.” Miles hated to interrupt their happy reunion, but he needed to lay down some rules. “Another thing is that right now you in my room and the General has ordered me to keep an aye on you to 24/7, therefore you will also sleep in here with me. That means that we need to figure out some sleeping arrangements.” Miles went into the room and the door closed behind him, the boy curled tighter into his mother and hissed. “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna do anything. My suggestion is that I will take the floor and you two can take the bed.”

“What will you sleep on.” Asked (y/n), and he almost scoffed, he was a soldier, he had slept on harder surfaces and in freezing cold environments, the floor would not kill him.

“I’ll probably find some blankets and pillows around somewhere.”

“If there’s enough pillows and blankets to make it comfortable, then I would like to request for Spider and I to sleep on the floor, this bed is not that very comfortable considering what we have been sleeping in for the past 15 years.”

“Are you sure? We probably have enough pillows, given that every recom has a couple of spares and also spare blankets, but you shouldn’t feel forced to sleep on the floor. You need to be in an excellent condition, if you’re gonna be able to teach us.”

“I’m sure.”

“Well sure then.”

He had told every recom to give him their spare pillows and blankets, refusing to answer their questions, and he himself had found his spares. Then he had given them to his Darlin’, and she had immediately started working, with the boy running around helping with placing the pillows. And when you were done, he had to admit that it looked quite comfortable. A rumbling sound broke the silence, and he looked towards Miles and could see the boy blushing.

“You hungry kiddo?” He asked, and the boy nodded. “Well then I’ll go get you some food, besides it is dinnertime, and neither of you have eaten for hours now. I’ll be back in a while.” He said and left the two alone in his room. He needed some fresh air, the sight of the two of you nesting in his room, made something in him flutter. God this Na’vi body was gonna be troublesome to deal with.

Glossary:

Ikran -> Mountain Banshee

Sa’nok -> Mother

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Nga yawne lu oer - Chapter 5

Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar! Fem! Reader - Chapter 5:

Warnings: We’re taking a trip down memory lane. Strong Language! Soft Miles, ooc! Miles, fluff, kinda non-con but nothing really happens, Brown being a bit dense, violence, getting together, kissing, Making out, Older man/Younger woman.

MINORS DNI

Guys I tried my best with the making out scene, but again I’m  a bit rusty, I still hope that it’s good enough

Word Count: 2655

Chapter 5: Memories

                                           Miles’s POV

She had been sleeping for 5 hours and for 3 of those he had been sitting beside her on a very uncomfortable chair, his elbows resting on the bed. Memories flashed in his mind and a particular one came to mind. The day that he met her.

It was a busy day, he had been almost running around for hours now. A new batch of fresh meat had reached Pandora, and he had to greet the soldiers, and make sure that they all were accounted for, and then he had to listen to Parker complain about new scientists arriving, or as he called them savage-loving brainiacs. And then there were other small issues and he hadn’t been paying attention until he suddenly crashed into a soft body that went barrelling forwards and he just barely managed to catch thee person around the waist and help them stand probably.

“Sorry for that Darlin’, guess I weren’t paying good enough attention to my surroundings.” He said, looking at the woman whom he had crashed into. She was a young thing, and definitely not a soldier, and he hadn’t seen her around Hell’s Gate before, he would have noticed such a pretty face.

“Oh that’s okay, I must also apologise I weren’t paying that much attention either.” She said smiling nervously.

“Well guess we both gotta learn to pay better attention.” He said. “You must be new here at Hell’s Gate, I don’t think I’ve seen you around before?”

“Yes I just came in today, My name’s (y/n) Socorro.” She said reaching her dainty hand forward, which he politely shook.

“Name’s Colonel Miles Quaritch, I’m head of security.” He informed confidently, and saw her eyes widen.

“Uhm, it’s nice to meet you, Colonel.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too Socorro. May I ask which department you belong to, you don’t seem like you’re one of my soldiers.”

“Oh no, I’m part of Doctor Augustine’s team. I’m studying to become a botanist and zoologist with of course a focus on pandora and I also have a degree in Na’vi language, so I’m going to be studying under Doctor Augustine.” She explained.

“I see, you did seem kinda young to be fully educated, but what do I know nowadays, the educational system has changed a lot.”

It was a pleasant conversation and they talked a bit back and forth about her expectations, and a bit on how things work at Hell’s Gate, before they were interrupted.

“(y/n) Socorro?” Grace interrupted.

“Doctor Augustine, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” The young woman looked so excited at seeing the older scientist.

“You too. Come with me, you have to meet the team.” The older woman said and led her away.

It had been a little under 18 years since that day and for him it didn’t feel like such a long time, but for her it had been many years and he didn’t know whether she had moved on or not. He hoped not, he wanted another chance to prove himself to her, he wanted another chance with his son. From that day on, he kept running into her, and had come to learn that she was 21 and had a sister on base as well. Her sister’s name was Paz Socorro, and was one of the soldiers at Hell’s Gate, she had left for Pandora a couple of years before (y/n).

As he kept running into her, she started intriguing him more and more. She was such a happy soul, and a hard worker. He had run into her a day were her smile was completely blinding and she looked so bright and happy.

“What’re you so happy about?” He had asked with an amused smile.

“It’s happening tomorrow!” She was smiling so brightly at him, and he felt his old heart flutter for this young woman standing in front of him.

“What’s happening tomorrow?” Confused as he may be, he liked the look of happiness on her face.

“I’m connecting to my Avatar! It’s going to be so amazing. I’ve waited so long for this! And then when I’ve gotten used to that body, Grace will take me with her to the jungle, so that I can start collecting samples for my research!” She was rambling, and it was cute. But Miles couldn’t help but feel worried. He knew that they had to different views on this planet, and he knew that out there he couldn’t protect her, but no matter what he thought about scientists and those savages he couldn’t find it in himself to be angry about this… because as long as it made her happy he would accept it…. Damn he was getting soft, and this he couldn’t blame on the planets gravity.

“That’s great Socorro, just remember to be careful out there, after all these scars aren’t just for decoration. Pandora is dangerous, and someone so curious like you could easily get gobbled up.” He said and stroked her cheek with a finger while getting lost in her eyes.

“Oh uhm, y-yes of course Colonel.” Her face turned red and she looked down at her suddenly very interesting feet.

“Miles.”

“What?” She asked confused.

“When it’s just you and I, you can just call me Miles.” He almost whispered and moved a strand of her behind her ear, this moment felt so intimate, and he wished that they could stay like this.

“Of course, Miles, then you can just call me (y/n).” She smiled sweetly, though the moment were broken by none other than Parker.

“Quaritch! No one pays you for just standing around, you’re the head of security, but I’m not seeing much security going on, you can smooch with one of Augustine’s scientists in your free time!”

With that comment (y/n)’s face turned an even darker shade of red.

“Sorry Darlin’ gotta get back to work.” Miles said and stepped away from the young woman, “Remember to stay safe tomorrow alright?”

“Yessir!” She said and saluted completely wrong, and Miles felt a small laugh leave him before turning around and walking away.

That was the start of a great bond, and his feelings only grew stronger. She made him feel young again, and the more time they spent together the more she opened up, and her playful personality started showing through. Miles had accepted his feelings for the younger woman, but he decided to keep it to himself, not wanting to ruin the relationship that they had established. But one day he couldn’t keep the feelings for to himself anymore.

“C’mon beautiful, aren’t you just a little bit pent up?” Miles heard the voice of Brown, one of his soldiers. He normally didn’t get involved in what his soldiers did with whom. But Doctor Augustine had not so kindly asked him to keep track on Brown, because he had been acting very uncomfortable towards the female scientists, and by the tone of his voice and the sentence alone, Miles knew he had to step in. Brown was a good guy and a great soldier, he just was a little dense, and thought himself a womanizer. Which might have been try concerning the average normal female back on earth, but the female scientists in Hell’s Gate, were very different from the women back on earth. So Miles followed his voice and rounded a corner and what he saw made the colonel’s blood boil.

“C’mon honey. I can show you a good time.” There Brown stood cornering one of the female scientists, but not just any scientist, no he was cornering you. And by the expression on you face and your body language Miles knew, that you did not reciprocate the soldiers advances.

“Brown please back off, I’m not interested.” You said trying to push him away.

“Why? Got your eyes set on someone else?” When you refused to answer and looked away, Brown’s smile became predatory. “Ohh, you do, don’t ya? Well don’t worry, I’m sure I can treat you better than that someone.” Brown leaned in, in spite of your struggling, and Miles knew he had to step in, even though he was saddened by you admitting to having your sights on someone.

“Brown, step the fuck down!” Miles commanded, and he could see the soldier freeze in fear. “I believe that she told you to back the fuck off. Is this anyway to treat a woman? Didn’t ya ma’ teach you any better boy?” Miles had been determined with letting it go after that, but when he looked at you and saw you tears flowing from your eyes, and bruises on your arm, he decided that the boy needed a good punch or two, and so that’s what he did. Like a snake going for the kill, he too went for his prey and he landed a good few punches in his face before he heard your voice.

“Quaritch, stop! Quaritch please stop!” But he didn’t stop, and a couple of blows later he flet you gentle hands on his arm. “Miles, please, he’s learned his lesson, you’re going to kill him at this rate.” And true enough he had given the younger man quite a beating, cuts, bruises, and blood decorated his face, and a tooth had fallen out. Miles stepped back on request of his scientist but not before threatening the soldier.

“You leave the women be. And especially this one. Got it?” He didn’t expect a response but was pleasantly pleased when he got one.

“Yes sir… sorry sir.” Miles nodded pleased, and righted himself, he looked at you standing beside him, your wide eyes looking at him in worry, and he looked right back at you. You looked fine, except for the bruise on your arm and the tears streaming down your face, but Miles reached up and dried those away. He then turned his attention to the people who had gathered around them.

“Someone get this soldier some help. And also, from today I will not tolerate behaviour like this. If someone tells you to back off, you back the fuck off! Understood!” A couple of yes sir’s and understood were spoken and Miles gently led you to his office so that he could look you over in peace.

When you made it to the office he closed the door and directed you to the couch and made you sit down. He gently took your arm and inspected the bruise, it wouldn’t get too bad, and it just needed some peace. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay Miles, I’m a bit upset, but otherwise I’m fine. Thank you for stepping in, but you didn’t have to beat him like that.” She assured him and scolded him, and he fell even more in love with her and her resilient soul.

“Yes, I did. What he did to you can be considered sexual assault, and you’re not the first woman he’s treated this way, he’s lucky that all he got was a beating.” The only reason Miles didn’t send him home is because he’s a good soldier, and unfortunately, he needs him, but Miles will give him some of the crappier duties as punishment. “Besides you made it clear that you had feelings for someone, and he should’ve respected that.” It hurt to say, but it was just as much directed towards Brown as it was to himself. Besides why would a young beautiful thing such as yourself ever choose and old, scared man as he himself.

“Oh. You heard that?” You blushed looking down at your hands.

“There’s no need to be ashamed Darlin’.” He said and kneeled down in front of you. “I’m sure he or she is a fine person, and that they make you very happy.” You looked up at him shocked.

“Oh, you misunderstand Miles, I’m not together with him.” You smiled was weak and sad, “I doubt that he even has noticed me in that way after all he’s way out of my league.” Bastard, he thought.

“I doubt that Darlin’. One would have to be blind to not notice you.” Miles softly assured her, and she looked into his eyes, and he felt his heart soften.

“Believe me Miles I know what I’m talking about. How could someone like him ever come to like me. I’m not even fully a scientist, I’m still under education, I’m just a nobody. I can’t fight like my sister and I’m not as noteworthy as the other scientists-“

“Hey, hey. Why are you beating yourself down like that? You clearly don’t see how bright you are, you don’t see how happy you make the people around you. You are a fresh breath of air, in this depressed place.” She had wrapped her arms around her self during her rambling and Miles had taken a hold of her shoulders and leaned in closer. He was gonna kill the asshole who made her feel like this, who could be such a big fool and not notice this beautiful woman?

“You mean that?” She asked breathless, tongue wetting her lips, and Miles’ eyes flickered down to those very enticing lips.

“Yeah, I do.” He answered just as breathless, and unknowingly leaned closer to the woman, his breath mingling with hers. “Darlin’ we should probably stop, don’t wanna disappoint your Prince Charming.” Their lips were just short of touching.

“Miles, if I tell you something, will you promise me that you won’t hate me?”

“Of course, I think it would be impossible to hate you.” He said completely fixated on her lips, heart thumping loudly in his chest.

“If I told you, that…. That the man I’m in love with happens to be the Head of Security, then what would you say?” She asked and nervously licked her lips, her tongue almost touching his own dried lips. His heart stopped at her question for a split second before he acted on instinct.

He growled and caught her lips with his own, she gasped and his tongue made it’s way into her mouth, tasting her, she was Eden, she was the forbidden fruit, and he would not regret taking a bite. He groaned and lifted her from the couch and made her straddle him on the floor, one hand on her back the other tangled in her hair. She in turn gripped his short hair in both of her hands and moaned so sweetly, and he wanted more. He kept licking into her mouth and both of his hands settled themselves on her hips and then he made her grind down on him and he was once more rewarded with her sweet symphony of moans. He had to separate from her mouth to allow them both to breathe, but he almost immediately attacked her neck with kisses and bites.

“Mmh, Miles.” She moaned and his hands made their way under her shirt and roamed all over her back. Her hands making their way over his shoulders and all the way down, placing themselves on his belt buckle toying with it.

“Darlin’, we should probably stop. Wanna take it slow with you, get you softened up, show you how a real man treats his woman, before I take you to bed and completely ruin you.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” She said and placed small kisses on his lips, together they sat and slowly calmed down, while kissing softly. Suddenly Miles lifted her up, and laid them both down on the couch, with her lying on top of him. He carted his fingers through her hair, while she tangled her fingers in his tags, and placed soft kisses on his jaw.

“Miles?”

“Yes Darlin’?”

“What are we?”

“Well, I guess you’re mine now and I’m yours.”

Miles was broken from his trip down memory-lane by a soft ground and he immediately focused on you, he saw as you opened your eyes, and looked around until your eyes met his.

“Quaritch, where’s my son?”

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Nga yawne lu oer - Chapter 4

Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar! Fem! Reader - Chapter 4:

Sentences in Na’vi will be outlined like this: Nga yawne lu oer

Warnings: Strong Language! Racism, torture (kinda), (y/n) needs a hug, violence

Word Count: 1441

Chapter 4: Torture

                                                   (y/n)’s POV

When you awoke again you weren’t in the interrogation room anymore, no, instead you were strapped to a very uncomfortable chair, and in front of you stood, what you would come to learn, the most disgusting and cruel person you would ever meet. Said person, also called General Ardmore, was a woman whom looked down upon all things related to Pandora, and she was so self-assured and ignorant of what she was dealing with, she kinda reminded you of Parker and then with a twist of Quaritch. When she saw that you were awake, she looked at you so cruelly, as if you were a bug that she was just itching to squash.

“I would prefer to just get into it, but for the sake of you having once been a human being I will ask nicely this one time. Where is Jake Sully?”

 “I will never tell you where he is!” You hissed at her, and she in turn sneered back.

“How savage. Who would have thought that someone with the relationships you had and the bright future, would turn into such a savage.” She then went down the few steps leading up to the platform on which you were strapped to that uncomfortable chair, not to mention the thing that was around your eyes. “Turn it on, the savage has chosen.”

The screens that you just had managed to notice turned on and started spinning fast around you, and you knew what this was. It was a machine that Parker had gushed about, something about psychological torture while scanning the brain for memories… which meant.. do NOT think. You hissed briefly before staying silent and closing of from the world around you.

You didn’t know how much time had passed, but you had a long time ago started feeling the strain and toll this took on your brain, and not to mention your eyes. But you hadn’t given up and you just kept your mind blank.

More time passed and your head had started hurting really bad, your mind was spinning, and the flaw in this machine was so apparent. It had tired you out, you couldn’t even form a thought, your mind and brain had ‘shut down’ from exhaustion. A bit longer passed and then you felt something wet glide from your nose and over your lips. Blood. And then an excruciating pain exploded in your head before you opened your mouth and let out a bloodcurdling scream.

                                           Miles’s POV

You had passed out form ‘lack’ of oxygen, and you had been gasping in his arms and he had not hesitated pressing his mask to your mouth and even unconscious you gulped the air down. A few minutes had gone by with him just sitting and holding you before the doors opened and some medics, a couple of scientists and even a couple of soldiers walked in.

“She passed out from lack of air.” He informed, and when one of the recoms, Brown, came in his ears pressed to his head and his tail flicked.

“We’ll make sure she gets the air she needs, but the General has requested her presence.” Answered one of the scientists. As if on cue Brown stepped forward and reached out towards (y/n), his Darlin’, it doesn’t matter what she has told him about that nickname, it doesn’t matter that he isn’t the same, he loved her exactly the same way Human Miles did, and he did not like were this was going. But he couldn’t his at Brown he wasn’t a mindless savage, so he reluctantly let the other recom take her, but he hissed low under his breath “Careful.”.

“Of course, Colonel.” Brown whispered back.

Brown carefully lifted her up in his arms and carried her out of the room.

“Where are you taking her?” Miles asked one of the scientists.

“The general wants to interrogate her, before it’s too late and Sully tucks his tail between his legs or will start targeting us more violently. She wants to be one step forward him.” With that the scientist left to catch up with the group containing his Darlin’.

An hour or so had gone by and Miles had gone to the Recoms’ quarter, he had just exited his room when he could hear Z-dog and Wainfleet talking, he went closer and could see that they were completely ensnared in their conversation.

“That’s so cruel.” Z-dog said, her ears tucked against her head and her tail had wrapped around her leg.

“Yeah, but it’s kinda in the job description, I just didn’t think that they would do it right now, not with how she apparently had passed out shortly before.” Wainfleet spoke low and Miles felt the dread in his stomach.

“I know. And I know that she’s one of those savages now. But we all remember her. And you know how dear her sister were to me.” Z-Dog sighed and Miles had heard enough he stepped forward and cleared his throat.

“Where is she?”

“Colonel!” Yelped Wainfleet, Z-Dog stood beside him looking troubled.

“Where. Is. She?” Miles bared his teeth.

Fuck. Shit. Crap. Miles was almost running towards the place they were interrogating his Darlin’.

When he came into the room he saw multiple people standing around, and he saw you, restrained to a chair, and in front of you was the general, calmly questioning you as if she weren’t slowly killing you. Miles froze, you were completely unresponsive, but when you nose started bleeding, and when you let out that horrible scream, he’d had enough. He knew Lyle was behind him, making sure that nobody stopped him and so he jogged forward and slammed his fist on the off button. He quickly calmed himself down and put on a façade of indifference. And turned to the General who was looking up at him in annoyance.

“Colonel, why are you interfering with my questioning of the hostage?”

“General with all respect, I would like to question MY hostage by myself, and besides I don’t think driving her mad and putting her in excruciating pain will help that much.” Miles was seething on the inside, and out of the corner of his eye he could see her head lolling forward. That Bitch had overdone it.

“Colonel if I may remind you, this isn’t the woman you were engaged to, you are not even him she was engaged to.” General Ardmore said as Miles freed his darlin’, from the restraints and lifted her into his arms, her head tucked safely against his chest.

“I know General.” Miles did not know, she might have been permanently transferred to he avatar form and he might only be ag big and blue clone of human Miles Quaritch, but he loved her just as much as the last time he saw her, but he wasn’t about to let the General in on that secret. “But the memories of the Colonel tells me that this kind of treatment will not make her cooperative, she was always a stubborn woman.” That Miles knew to be true, memories flashed of all the times she had vehemently refused to do something because of her stubbornness and a smile almost made its way towards his lips, but he managed to keep it down, to keep his cool.

“Very well. But you better get something out of her, or else I will put her back in the machine, and next time I will not stop.” Warned General Ardmore.

“Of course, general.” Miles saluted and made his way back towards the recoms living quarters.

Miles had placed her on his bed and had wiped her face with a wet cloth removing the dried blood and tears from her face, when he was done he caressed her face gently before walking out of the room. When he walked into the living room he saw Brown stand up and made his way towards him.

“I’m so sorry Colonel, I didn’t know that they would put her into that machine before we made it to the room and they asked me to place her in the chair.” Brown tried to explain himself, but Miles saw red and clenched his fist before raising it and smashing it into his face, and he kept on hitting Brown in the face snarling while doing so.

“Colonel!” Yelled Lyle, and he, Ja and Mansk pulled Miles back and restrained him with great difficulty. “Colonel, you need to calm down.” Said Lyle.

Miles did reluctantly so, and sagged against the men restraining him, he looked at Brown and said threateningly. “You will not touch her ever again.”

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Nga yawne lu oer - chapter 3

Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar! Fem! Reader – Chapter 3:

Warnings: Cussing, kidnapping.

Word Count: 1098

Chapter 3: Hostage

                                     (y/n)’s POV

Your head was ringing when you slowly came to, and you were lying on something hard and Your head was ringing when you slowly came to, and you were laying on something hard and not the usual hammock nor the moss and grass covered ground of Pandoras jungle, and you squeezed your already closed eyes tighter because of the bright light surrounding you, but when you heard a swoosh sound, and the footsteps getting closer, your eyes flew opened, though when you tried to push yourself up with your hands, you fell forward and upon further inspection they were cuffed with orange cuffs, and then you recalled what happened… The avatars at the old battlefield, the children being held hostage, you crouching over Spider and then… Miles. You knew it had to be him. But he was dead. Right? You felt a hand on your shoulder, and you immediately responded with hissing and pushing yourself away.

“Woah calm down tiger!” You looked up and there he stood. Miles. Only bigger and bluer... but how? You had ended up pressed into a corner of a white room, with a big ‘mirror’, and you knew that you were in an interrogation room. You looked at Miles only to realize that he had kneeled down a bit further from you and held his arms out in a non-threatening behavior. You felt your ears twitch and you tilted your head in a curious manner, the only word you could say in that moment was:

“How?”

“How what? You need to be a bit more specific Darlin’.” Miles questioned his eyebrows was knitted in confusion, just like human Miles’s would do.

“How are you alive? How did you end up in this body?” You asked still not believing what you were seeing, here was your ex-fiancé, and the father of your child, but how?

“You see Darlin’, that’s a long and complicated story, but the short version is that I’m not exactly that man. I’m an avatar with his memories, or at least most of them. And I’m not the only one, but you already have seen that. The RDA saved our memories in case we didn’t make it out alive and they had of course also some DNA shit so that they could make these bodies but with the memories of some of the best soldiers, and the most experienced in Pandora and its deathly creatures.” Miles explained in what probably had been the longest sentence ever since he proposed to you. Or rather since human Miles proposed to you.

“They went through with it?” You asked confused, Grace had been so much against it when Parker had mentioned the idea.

“That is utterly ridiculous!” Yelled Grace.

“No it’s brilliant, we can have soldiers with the same physique and height and color as those savages, but in contradiction to your and your little Pandora loving friends, these will be soldiers, with no connection to the planet they will be much more efficient in convincing the savages in one way or another.” Parker was wildly gesturing with his hands, clearly excited about the idea of trigger-happy soldiers running around in Na’vi bodies, and Grace, yeah she was not that happy about it. You understood why Grace was so much against it given that the soldiers on the base weren’t here because they were curious about the planet and the creatures inhabiting it, no they were here for the money and to fulfill their duty in saving the Homo Sapiens from doom. So yeah conclusion is that giving those people an avatar body would probably not end good… at all.

“Darlin’ you’re spacing out again.”

“Don’t call me that.” You hissed, snapping out of the flashback.

“I’ve always called you Darlin’.” Stated Miles, and yeah, he had right from the start, but that was a long time ago.

“Just tell me what you want, and where I am.” You had an idea about why you where here and also were you where, but one can never know.

“Well for starters you are at Bridgehead the RDA’s new base, and you’re my hostage, kinda, at least for now.” Answered Miles, “Now how about you get up from the ground and come join me at the table.”

“Well at least the kids are safe.” You said, and stood up, but when you looked at Miles, his ears was pressed to his head, and his tail twitching nervously. “The kids are safe, right?”

When Miles didn’t answer, you felt your heart drop to the bottom of your stomach.

“You can’t bring kids into this, they are innocent!” You hissed, which you had been doing way to much these past minutes. “Please tell me you didn’t take the young one.”

“No, that thing managed to escape… but we’ve got Miles.”

“No…” You were filled with horror, why couldn’t they just have taken you, why did they need to bring your son into this, you could feel yourself starting to hyperventilate and there was this horrible pressure in your chest. “Please tell me your lying! Please not my son! He’s got absolutely nothing to do with this!”

“He’s got information about Sully.” Miles stated calmly.

“So what? You’ll torture the information out of your own son?” You retorted.

“He’s not my son. We’re not even the same species. I just have the memories of Human Colonel Miles Quaritch.” He sounded so horribly cold, and the dread you felt was replaced by cold rage.

“Take me to him.”

“No darlin’ I can’t do that.” Miles sounded so soothing, no Quaritch sounded so soothing. But this. This was not your ex-fiancé, and he just made it fucking clear that he did not hold a single emotion for a son, that he at the very least should have memories about.

“Do not call me that! You are not my Miles, so don’t you dare call me that nickname, Quaritch!” You hissed and ran towards the door, but Miles caught you around the waist and held you down on the table. “Let me go! I want MY son! I need to see him! He’s not safe with any of you, and I can only imagine what you assholes will do to him!” Quaritch wouldn’t let you go, no matter how much you scratched, bit and hissed, but suddenly you felt light-headed and started gasping for breath and you could see something like panic in Quaritch’s eyes.

“Fuck! Darlin’, (y/n), you gotta breathe through this mask.” Quaritch pressed a mask to your face, but before you managed to take a breath everything went black.

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Nga yawne lu oer - Chapter 2

Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar! Fem! Reader - Chapter 2:

Warning: Strong language, character death, skull crushing, Racism.

Word Count: 1319

Chapter 2: Reunited

                                    Miles’ POV

“What’s you name kid?”

“Spider… Socorro.”

No. No it couldn’t be.

Miles kneeled so that he could be more eye to eye with the boy.

“Miles?”

To say that the colonel was shocked would be an understatement. A really big understatement.

“No one calls me that.” Said his son. His very grown-up son. Well to be honest 15 years had passed, so of course he didn’t expect to see a little chubby baby boy. Well he didn’t expect to see his son at all, and to be honest he hadn’t really thought about him since he had woken up in this new body of his.

“I had figured they would have sent you back to earth.” He said still baffled at the appearance of his son, but if his son were here, did that mean that she would be as well? No, he had to stop thinking like that. This wasn’t his son. And she hadn’t been his fiancé, no she had been human Miles’ fiancé. He was interrupted from his thoughts by human Miles’ son.

“You can’t put babies in cryo, dipshit.” Retorted Spider. And yeah, he was definitely her son.

Lyle had managed to recover the last minutes of human Colonel Miles Quaritch’s life, and he couldn’t say that he was all that surprise by the outcome.

“Give it up Quaritch! It’s all over.”

“Nothing’s over while I’m breathing.”

“I kinda hoped that you’d say that.”

From there on the fight escalated, and Miles ended up having to need his exomask.

“Hey Sully. How does it feel to betray your own race? How does it feel to be the cause of all this death? How does it feel to steal another man’s woman, to make her betray her own race! I have no idea what you promised her, but just know that you’ll regret turning her against me.”

In the video Sully hissed at him. But wait. Why was he accusing Sully of turning someone against him? And a woman. No it couldn’t be. The last memory he had of her they were fine, but now that he thinks about it, human Quaritch had seemed a bit… down.

“You think you’re one of them? Time to wake up.”

The fight then continued with Human Miles ending up destroying the window to the shack, and just as he was about to finish the job, he was shot, not once but twice in the chest, by that savage woman, and just as Quaritch had taken his last breath and hid the ground, the screen went black.

Miles bent down over human Miles’ corpse and removed his exomask, he then remove3d the skull and looked at it. Miles always thought that if it’s dead then it’s dead, and what’s left is just an empty shell, so when he felt the need to crush the skull he did, besides that man was weak. He noticed the chain where he knew human Miles’s tags would be, and he decided to pick it up, but when he did, he noticed something other than the tags. It was a ring. And not just any ring it was yours. The engagement ring he had given you. Then did that mean that you were dead? Or had you indeed betrayed him? For some reason he didn’t know which scenario he hated more, because apparently no matter what… he had lost you. His heart wept for the loss of you, but soon a new feeling settled in his very being… rage. Blood-boiling, all-consuming rage.

He might now be what he hates the most, but now he’s stronger and physically younger than Jake, therefore he will destroy him this time, and as human Quaritch said, nothing is over while he breathes.

                                 (y/n)’s POV

Panic was coursing through your veins, and you were pushing your Ikran to fly faster. Neytiri, Jake and Neteyam was not faring better either, the tension in the air was thick, and you just hoped that you would reach the kids in time.

You had gotten the call from Lo’ak, the kids were at the old shack, but they were not alone. Neytiri was hissing and growling under her breath something about the Great Mother giving her strength to not pluck the eyeballs from her youngest son, and if it weren’t for the situation you would have laughed. But you were fighting the same thoughts, you were filled with worry, the kids knew that that place was off limits, not even you had been there, and you don’t think that you could handle the sight of him lying there. You never stopped loving him, you never stopped grieving, you never found someone else and a part of you regrets betraying him, but he had become a monster, he had killed innocents, and for that she couldn’t forgive him, she wouldn’t forgive him. When you were near the old shack, you took a deep breath and then through your bond told your Ikran to land, Neytiri, Jake and Neteyam did the same. You all slowly made your way towards the kids’ location and what you saw made you freeze. There was a group of avatars in military clothing, with guns, and they were surrounding the kids, you could see Lo’ak, Kiri, Tuk and Spider, your small beautiful son, who was hissing at the avatars, you felt her heart clench.

You and the others ducked behind trees and Neytiri started making sounds, calling out to the kids and then the fight broke out.

                                Miles’s POV

Those arrows. They were hers, the savage woman. They belonged to Mrs. Sully; the local tail that made Jake Sully betray them all.

Miles had gotten himself to safety and while loading his gun he called out “Mrs. Sully is that you?”

“Demon! I will kill you as many times as I have to!” Oh he didn’t doubt that she would try, and he could feel the fear, but no this time it would be him ending up as victorious, not some savage bitch.

The fight escalated and Miles felt lucky, because Mrs. Sully weren’t alone. No, she had her husband, the traitor, with her. Unfortunately, the kids managed to escape into the jungle, and Miles and his team could not catch up to them. Miles saw the human boy fall down and immediately went in that direction and just as he was about to reach the boy, a hiss interrupted him and his team and when he looked up, he froze.

“(y/n)?”

Sure enough it looked like you and you made your way towards the boy, holding a knife and still viciously hissing at him and the other recoms. He stared at you as you protectively crouched over the human boy, and he could also see the confusion in your eyes.

“Miles?” Just as your angelic voice had called his name, Lyle who had sneaked up behind you hit you with his gun and you passed out over the boy.

Miles quickly went forward and gathered you in his arms, and yeah it was definitely you. He had seen your avatar form before, but you seemed a bit different, you had matured a bit, and your hair was braided like those savages, and you also wore the same skimpy outfit. But he could still see you, in spite of you seemingly having embraced the culture of those savages. He clutched you to his chest and carried you towards an opening and out of the corner of his eye he saw Lyle carrying Spider.

Even though he knew that he and human Miles technically weren’t the same, he could feel his heart fluttering at the sight of you. You might be blue, but you were still as beautiful as the day that he had lost you, and he knew deep down that he wouldn’t let you go ever again, neither you nor your son would leave his sight.

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Nga yawne lu oer - Chapter 1

Recom! Miles x Na’vi/Avatar! Fem! Reader – Chapter 1:

Warning: Strong language! Racism, implied smut, kinda character dead, and character revival?

English is not my first language, so if there are any big grammar mistakes, then don’t hesitate to let me know <3

Also it’s been years since the last time I wrote fanfiction so I’ve been a bit nervous about posting this.

Word Count: 1407

Chapter 1: Revived

                                    Miles’ POV

There you were sat looking over some of your samples, and deeply focused. He slowly and carefully walked towards you and when he reached her he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

“Hello Darlin’.”

“Miles.” You said completely ensnared in her samples of some weird plant that she had told him about the night before, though he had listened carefully the aftermath that followed was much more interesting.

“Is that all I get? Not even a thank you for waking you so lovely this morning.” He placed careful kisses on her neck, and she giggled in response.

“As if that weren’t more for your pleasure than mine.”

He turned her chair around and by the laws of nature she followed.

“Are you saying that you didn’t enjoy it? Because I recall you begging me not to stop, I even think you ripped some strands of hair out.” Their noses were touching and he could hear her breath getting shallow and he could see her pupils dilating, and her eyes flickered down to his lips.

“Oh no I enjoyed it, don’t get me wrong. Though I do feel kinda bad for not returning that delightful treatment.”

He licked his lips and responded “Oh don’t worry you have all the time in the world for the rest of the day if you just put away whatever you are doing right now, I have made arrangements for everything so you have nothing else to worry about, little Miles is cared for for the rest of the night.”

“Oh really?” You licked your lips and just as your lips were about to touch his, everything went black.

“Colonel, colonel.”

Miles ears were ringing at the loud sound, but at the same time the sound felt so far away. But the only thing he had on his mind was a name “(y/n)?”

Though when he opened his eyes, he didn’t see his beautiful angel, no he saw a monster, a big blue ugly monster to be exact. His first response was to punch the fucker in the face, and so he did, he fought against all the other monsters, until he was restrained.

“Colonel it’s me!” Said the first ugly monster that he had punched, though the monster for some reason looked oddly familiar.

“Lyle? Is that you?”

And it wasn’t only just Lyle he realized. It was also Z-dog, Mansk and Fike, and so many more, but they were all… blue. Miles found some comfort in them being dressed normal and having their tattoos, and at least they weren’t wearing the skimpy clothing of the savages “They are not savages Miles, they have feelings like you and I. They have families and laws. They are people, not mindless beasts”, he could hear your angelic voice scolding him in his head.

“I’m alright.” Upon Miles saying that and relaxing his body, his squad members freed him. Though looking behind Lyle he caught the glimpse of something in the window. He pushed Lyle to the side and brazed his hand on the window, and upon looking into his own eyes he was shocked. His eyes weren’t bright blue, no they were yellow. His nose was almost flat. His ears pointy and sat way to high on his head. His scar was nonexistent. And his tan skin was not tan anymore, no it was blue. He looked like them, he looked like those savages, “Not savages Miles,” once again he could hear your voice, but he shoved it to the back of his mind. And when he ran his tongue over his teeth, he could feel fangs. He had become what he hated the most. He had become a disgusting monster. He felt the rage and disgust deep in his bones and flowing through his veins.

“Well. Ain’t this a bitch.”

“In case you haven’t figured it out yet, you’re Colonel Miles Quaritch. Only younger, taller, bluer and not nearly as good looking.” Miles was looking at his human self, talking to his bigger blue self. 

“Hey Parker! What the hell am I supposed to say now?” Miles saw the video, and laughed a bit internally at his human self claiming that he of course wouldn’t die. Because yeah right, he wouldn’t be here if it weren’t because the original Miles Quaritch died. Like the rest of the recombinants, he obviously didn’t know how he died, but knowing those savages it hadn’t been pretty. Though he couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to you, his reason for fighting so hard, all so that he could give you a safe and comfortable future. He prayed that those savages hadn’t even as much as breathed in your presence. And he prayed that before his demise he had said those three little words that he never could muster up the courage to say, and most of all he hoped that both of you were safe.

A few days later found Miles meeting General Ardmore, and Miles had to remind himself that he was never one for punching people and that his mama had raised him better than that, but damn that woman just rubbed him the wrong way. Well technically everyone at the base did, they all looked at them like one would look at a freakshow, and while Miles could understand in some way, it still annoyed him.

The meeting with the general resulted in her wanting him and his squad of big blue misfits to fly out and look for the traitor Jake Sully, the man who was at fault for everything in his life ending wrong. The team landed in the Pandoran jungle, and Miles felt weird the moment he stepped out of the helicopter, but on the looks of the rest of the time he was not alone. They trekked through the jungle for a bit and had already had the displeasure of seeing some of the monsters living in the jungle. They were all highly alert, every sound made their ears twitch, and their tail were whipping around. “Ouch Fike, control your fucking tail!” Hissed Zdinarsk.

“Oh sorry have I made her highness sad?” Fiked replied mockingly and hit Zdinarsk with his tail once more.

“You little-“

“Hey! Stop acting like young cadets and get the fuck moving. We are in the middle or a hostile environment, so we don’t have time for this kindergarten bullshit” Quaritch quickly got his recombs under control, but he could already feel a vein popping out on his forehead. Suddenly Quaritch caught something out of the corner of his eye, it looked like one of those science shack outposts and in front of it a little away there was lying something metallic covered by roots, and moss and Miles had a feeling he knew what this was and who it belonged to, so it was a surprised when he bend down a removed the roots that his last name was ‘staring’ him right back in the face, and when he looked in the suit, he was met with a skeleton with two arrows protruding from its or rather his chest, he touched the arrows, before standing up and inspecting the inside of the shack thing, and then he turned to Lyle, “Lyle see if you can pull some data of that dashcam.”

The recoms continued patrolling for awhile and Miles couldn’t believe his luck, when he and his squad caught little savages snooping around. And not only savages but halfbreeds with four fingers and a thumb meaning that they were his. And of course, after being given the finger by a male halfbreed, he turned to the human boy with blue stripes painted all over his body. “What’s your name kid?”

“Spider… Socorro.”

No. No it couldn’t be.

Quaritch kneeled so that he could be more eye to eye with the boy.

“Miles?”

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