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[tragedyslayer]

Neteyam x female reader! Part 5

Oh my god I have just vanished off the face of the earth. My bad guys lol, hopefully this chapter makes up for it cause theres actually action more or less. hint hint wink wink. Let me know if you guys are enjoying it, or if anyones still even reading lmao.

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Part 4

The rest of my day went by fast, I got better at controlling my Ilu, and Aonung continued to help me. Most of the time we were just racing each other, I was thankful I could actually enjoy gaining a new skill rather than have it drilled into my head.

Neteyam and Lo’ak seemed to get better as the day went on, but I stopped paying attention after a while.

A few days later I was looking out at the water, sitting on the woven bridges that connected the marui’s to one another. I couldn't stop thinking about how Neteyam had acted when we were on the Ilu together. Neither of us ever acknowledged the conversation we had.

I felt like I was going crazy, was he not making an advancement? I didn't understand him at all. To be fair I barely understood my own feelings.

Aonung walked up to me, I looked up at him.

“You up for some hunting?”

I raised my eyebrow, a ghost of a smile forming on my lips.

“Hunting?”

Aonung nodded, raising the spear he had in his hand to draw attention to it.

“Like for food?”

I assumed, standing up.

“No,”

He chuckled as if it were a silly assumption.

“Whatever tries to kill us first.”

I raised my eyebrows, laughing in surprise, that's not what I thought he meant.

“Ok”

The two of us walked down to the dock to retrieve our Ilus, just as I was about to call mine I heard Lo’ak calling.

“Where are you guys going?”

I looked in the direction the voice was coming from, to find Lo’ak and Neteyam approaching from up the shore.

Aonung replied when the two boys were in earshot.

“Hunting.”

Aonungs tone was blunt, he was such a dick to Lo’ak. I pressed my lips together. My loyalties would always lie with the Sully children, but I held my tongue, I doubted Lo’ak would want me to speak for him.

“Where?”

This time it was Neteyam speaking, Aonung sighed, looking over to the brothers.

“Past the reef.”

Neteyam took a step forward,

“No way, it's too dangerous.”

My eyebrows pinched together, he wasn't saying it was too dangerous for Aonung he was saying it was too dangerous for me, and I knew it.

“We will be fine Neteyam.”

I assured him, grabbing a spear of my own and sliding it into the holster on my back, intended for my bow.

“I said no.”

I stood completely still after I processed what Neteyam just said to me. I glared at him.

Lo’ak took a step back, shaking his head, mumbling under his breath.

“Idiot.”

Neteyams expression did not falter, I took a step closer to him, practically sizing the man up.

“No? What right do you think you have giving me commands?”

I clenched my jaw, Neteyam had no place telling me what I could or could not do. Especially over something as stupid as going beyond the reef.

“You aren't ready.”

I laughed, looking at him in disbelief.

“Can you give us a moment alone?”

The two other boys had no complaints as they promptly walked away.

“Not ready? You cannot be serious right now Neteyam.”

I was practically hissing at this point, but I didn't raise my voice.

“You just learned how to ride an Ilu, you really expect me to watch you go off with Aonung beyond the reef?”

Neteyams tone was just as sharp as mine, which only angered me more. I could not believe he was willing to die on this hill.

“I was doing dangerous things long before I met you.”

I scoffed, walking away from the man. There was no point in continuing the conversation if Neteyam was just going to keep calling me incapable.

I walked off the dock, down the shore, to my dismay Neteyam followed.

“It's not like I don't think you can handle yourself.”

I could hear the guilt in his tone, I know he wasn't trying to upset me, but he did, and he was being an asshole.

I stopped in my tracks, facing Neteyam.

“That is exactly how it's like!”

He sighed, realizing how horribly wrong he was coming across.

“What if you didn’t come back?”

I stared at him, confused and shocked. 

“What does that even mean?”

He looked me in the eyes, desperation in his tone.

“I've never felt this way…I don't know why, but I need to make sure you are safe.”

He rubbed his face, collecting his thoughts.

“I know you're strong. You are the strongest person I know.”

He looked back to me, and I was too busy listening to him to have anything to say in return.

“I just”

He sighed, forcing out his sentence,

“I can't live in a world without you, no one makes me feel the way you do Fyole.”

I cupped the side of Neteyams face, my heart wrenching. I finally understood the way he was acting.

“Oh Neteyam.”

I whispered, pressing my forehead to his. His arms snaked around my body, bringing me in close.

“What does it mean? Fyole.”

I whispered, with our proximity I didn't need to speak above a mumble.

Neteyam laughed softly, placing his hand over my own.

“Beyond perfection.”

He whispered the meaning into my lips, I leaned forward. I closed my eyes as our lips connected. Nothing else existed other than the two of us. Neteyam moved his hand to the back of my neck, and my own slide down to rest on his chest.

Neteyam depended the kiss, and I felt electricity shoot through my body. All the good feelings I've ever felt were in this kiss.

My tail wrapped around his leg, it was almost a subconscious action as I got lost In Neteyam.

Neteyam pulled away only inches, laughing softly, presumably at my tails mind of its own. His laugh was so rich, it sounded like honey, he tasted like it too. I leaned in, kissing him again. I could feel Neteyam smiling against my lips, kissing me back without a second thought.

Suddenly everything felt right.

Neteyam and I decided to keep things on the low. It seemed like a smart idea considering I was from earth and we met three weeks ago and everything.

We tried to keep everything completely normal and still hang out publicly as much as we used to, but Neteyam doesn’t possess any self control and I can't say no to him. Because of that we haven't seen much of each other the last day or two. I wish It wasn’t driving me crazy, but it was, beyond crazy.

The amount I craved everything about him was embarrassing. His touch, and stare, and voice, and smile.

I groaned, rolling over to my side. It was just past eclipse, and most of the village was quiet, asleep. I closed my eyes trying to think about something other than Neteyam for just a minute. I heard movement at the entrance of my marui, I sat up only to see the thing I wanted most.

I looked at Neteyam confused, grabbing his hand as he pulled me to my feet.

“What are you doing?”

I questioned and Neteyam grabbed my face, kissing me heatedly. I smiled, kissing him back.

“I wanted to see you. I want to go somewhere.”

He whispered, moving his hands down to grab my hands. He knew it wouldn't take much to convince me.

We snuck out to the docks, making sure to be quick and quiet. Neteyam called his Ilu, diving into the water. I followed behind him, he guided me onto his Ilu, holding my thigh with his free hand.

We only swam underwater until we were out of sight of the village, the rest of the way we stayed on the surface so the starlight could provide us with some visibility.

“Where are we going?”

I sat up as high as I could to look over Neteyams shoulder.

“The forest.”

I smiled, resting my head on Neteyams back. The forest.

The closest forest was only a half an hour away, Neteyam disconnected from his Ilu as we stepped off onto the shore. We wasted no time, Neteyam took me by the hand and led me deep into the trees. I observed the glowing wildlife as we walked, a smile taking over my face.

We came across a stream, the trees were sparse enough to let in starlight, illuminating the water. I looked over to Neteyam, he was watching everything with so much appreciation, he looked so happy. I knew he missed his home, I wish I could take him back.

I placed my hand on his back, he looked at me with a smile, but his eyes were sad. 

“You’ll be back soon. No matter what.”

He sighed, kissing my forehead.

“I hope you are right, Fyole.”

Neteyam faced me, looking into my eyes as he spoke.

“You are worth it. I know it's selfish, but I want you to know I would not have changed a thing if I could. You were meant to come here.”

My heart ached. I thought about it a lot, being a part of the reason Neteyams life was torn apart. 

“I'll get you home.”

I promised him, cupping his face. I glided my thumb over his cheek bone. He leaned into my touch.

“You are my home now.”

I've never had a home before. Not one that was truly my own to claim. It was always one military base to the next. Neteyam was my home the second I met him.

It was somewhat overwhelming at how fast Na’vi tended to take relationships. However being utterly infatuated with Neteyam in every way made it easier to stomach. 

Neteyam leaned down and kissed me, I wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me slow, it was different than the other times, more sensual. I leaned in further, attempting to deepen the kiss when my legs were swept off of the ground. 

Neteyam picked me up, I yelped at the sudden movement. Laughing as he held me under my thighs. Before I could get a word out he was walking toward the water.

“What are you doing?”

I looked down at him, finally able to return his kiss. He laughed under his breath as I pulled away, which only made me want to kiss him again. 

“I want to see you better.”

He explained, setting me down in the middle of the stream. The water was only a few inches deep, it didn't even pass my ankles.

Neteyam nodded his head up to the sky, which was fully exposed, the starlight much more visible. 

How was he so romantic? I wasn't born with this natural ability. 

He looked back down at me, studying my features.

“Will you miss your planet?”

His voice was quiet, gentle. He played with the jewelry in my hair, making me smile.

“No. Earth is nothing to miss.”

I ran my thumb over his bottom lip, memorizing the pattern of his glowing speckled cheeks.

“Not when you're here.”

This time it was Neteyams turn to smile, taking no time he pulled me in by the waist and kissed me. I laughed against his lips as he lifted me into the air a few inches as he pressed his chest into mine.

I can't say I'm surprised, but Neteyams affectionate side is so- loving. So touchy, and physical. It took no time for me to break down the walls I thought he had but now, when we are together, I feel like we've been together for as long as I can remember. It's so stupid, and I wish I didn't feel so strongly for him, not when everything was so uncertain.

The boy set me back down into the water, pecking my lips continuously, the playful neediness quickly turned to passionate lust. Without disconnecting our lips for more than a second I slowly backed up, towards the forest.

I held Neteyams face in my hand, pecking his lips twice before looking behind me, to watch my step. Just as my gaze hit the floor my foot slipped on one of the moss covered rocks, sending me to the floor. Thankfully We were right next to the treeline, so I fell on a bed of grass instead of the mound of rocks a few feet away.

As I processed what happened I laughed, rolling to my side and covering my face in embarrassment. Neteyam stifled the chuckle that threatened to burst out of his throat as he immediately knelt beside me, making sure I was alright.

“Way to ruin the mood huh?”

I uncovered my face, smiling up at Neteyam. He took my face in his palm, kissing my forehead.

“Nothing is ruined Fyole.’

Neteyam whispered in my ear before kissing under my earlobe. My body froze, and I swear I died for a second. Neteyam hovered over me as he trailed slow open mouthed kisses down my neck. I closed my eyes, letting my steady breath fall out of line. He was so warm, every time he touched me every nerve in my body alerted me of it. He was so unbelievably intoxicating, it felt so good to just be next to him. Having his fangs around my neck, and his tongue down my throat was a hell of a lot better.

I cupped his cheek in my hand, guiding his face towards my own. He stared down at me, the look in his eyes was one I'd never seen before. He was looking at me like I was his next meal. God he was so fucking perfect.

I kissed him, and he didn't hesitate to return it, practically diving into me. I smiled against his lips before sliding my hands down to his shoulders, I hooked my leg under his own, and in a split second our positions were switched. My legs straddled Neteyams torso, as I held my knife a few inches away from his cheek. He looked up at me, obviously taken a little off guard by my actions.

“Where'd you learn all that from? Got a forest girlfriend I don't know about?”

Neteyam smiled up at me, realizing I was only kidding. 

“No, no forest lover…but I can't help but wonder how many men have been in this position.”

The boy motioned his head toward the knife angled at his face, I smiled, throwing the knife a few feet away from us.

“None that have lived”

Neteyam sat up, holding my body flush against his chest. My arms wrapped around the back of his neck as our lips connected yet again. I'd kissed a few boys in my life, never got far with any of them cause I was married to my job. Well that and none of them made me feel like this, none of them were Neteyam, and I can't help but feel like i've always known that.

It was the next morning. Nothing progressed further than kissing last night, i'm not that easy. To be fair, I would let him have his way with me in a heartbeat, just not yet.

My features scrunched together as my eyelids peeled open, letting in all the morning light. It wasn't too bright, if I had to guess the sun must have just peeked over the horizon. Still half asleep I looked up to Neteyam. His arms were around me, his hold was strong, secure, which I didn't know was possible to maintain while deep asleep. My eyes scanned his features and I smiled to myself, silently thanking whatever cosmic force allowed me to find him.

Finally my brain woke up, processing the fact that we need to be back in the village now, preferably an hour ago. My eyes widened and I shot up. 

“Neteyam!”

Without a second of comprehension Neteyam was awake, sitting up immediately.

“Fyole, what is wrong?”

He stood, his expression both confused and worried. I made a sound of both exacerbation, and frustration, pointing at the color of the horizon.

“Let's go! “

We made it back to the metkayina clan as soon as possible. 

“Your dad is definitely already awake, what will you tell him?”

I hissed, I was in no way mad at Neteyam, I just had a tendency of coming off a little aggressive when stressed out. I guess it's a trait I received from my lovely father. Neteyam waved his hand in dismissal. 

“I am old enough to make my own decisions.” 

His words said one thing, but the look on his face told me I wasn't the only one worried about Jake. I sighed, cringing as we walked into the maze of homes. 

“Just go to your marui, I'll tell him I woke up early and went for a swim, to practice my breathing or something.”

I stifled a laugh at his badly crafted excuse. 

“Whatever you say tiger.”

“What is a tiger?”

I shook my head. It was hard to remove everything that existed on earth from my vocabulary, I thought at the very least animals were something Jake may have mentioned once or twice. 

“I'll explain later.”

I smiled at the boy, poking his side and retreating into my marui. 

My body weight plopped onto my sleeping mat, and I sighed. It worried me how everyone would feel about me and Neteyam no matter how long it would be, they would inevitably find out. We were more or less in the exact same boat as Jake and Neytiri when they first met, so they would understand right? I wasn't positive, but I could hope. Not to mention Spider, he sees Neteyam as a brother right? And I'm his sister.. That's gonna weird him out I'd imagine. Although he and Kiri seem to be madly in love, so who is he to judge? I only know that from how Kiri talks about him, so who knows.

“Jesus” 

I groaned, pressing my face into my hands in an attempt to hide myself from the world, and all its problems. Neteyam probably doesn't know about Jesus, that's funny. I need to tell him about all the crazy things on earth, he won't believe it. Speak of the devil,

“Why are you hiding that pretty face?”

I looked up to see Neteyam walking into my Marui.

“What happened?”

Neteyam gave me a reassuring smile, crouching down in front of me.

“Just a scolding for being irresponsible, nothing I can't handle.”

I sighed, studying Neteyams expression. 

“From what I've seen you can handle anything, doesn't mean you should have to.”

He shook his head, gliding his fingers along my calf.

“It's what I am here for.”

Then he smirked, that fucking smirk. 

It was so hard to disagree with him when he was being the most perfect man in the galaxy.

“Nateyam.” I groaned, sitting closer to him.

“Sometimes you have to let other people take care of you. You are the best brother, or son, or partner anyone could ever ask for. Being so perfect all the time is going to take its toll on you. Its you and me now, you don't have to take the heat of everything alone”

His gaze softened. He didn't know it, but he needed to hear that. It meant more than she could ever know.

“Fyole”

Neteyam kissed my forehead, if the circumstances were different I would have reminded him that it's not the best idea to be so affectionate in my home that had a giant hole as the doorway. Although I loved it.

“Thank you”

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[tragedyslayer]

Neteyam x female reader! Part 4

I didn't feel like writing verbatim the Sullys being accepted into the Metkayina tribe, because I didn't think I would have much to add to the original script, and I dont think it's any fun to reread the same dialogue over and over again so time skip it is. Also like I said in part one I don't intend on following the movie very much other than the big plot points so I apologize if that bothers yall.

Also I've been writing for the past few days non-stop and have the next few parts ready! Ill shut up and let you guys read.

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Part 3

I had spent the last few days informing Jake of everything there is to know from what the humans were doing on Pandora, to numbers and artillery. I spoke to Neteyams sister Kiri, she was biologically Grace’s daughter, but the Sullys raised her as their own. She told me a lot about my brother. It made me so happy to know he made real bonds with these people, I could tell Kiri genuinely cared for him. 

With every second of our free time me and Neteyam found ourselves together. He showed me their way of life, how things worked, how I could fit in. He spoke as if I would never leave, I knew that wasn’t realistic, though I didn't mind pretending.

I was helping wash clothes with Kiri and she pulled at my cotton army green shirt.

“How long have you been wearing that?”

Tuk was sitting with us, not helping much but I don't think either of us minded. The blue child giggled at Kiri’s question. I grimaced, looking down at my clothes. 

“A while.”

I admitted dryly and Kiri shook her head, grabbing my hand.

“Well if you are staying, you should look the part.”

The two girls led me away, I waited outside with Tuk as Kiri entered a tent. She returned with a handful of cloth, which was apparently my new wardrobe. Kiri laughed at my unsure expression,

“I know it's not what you're used to, but it will be soon enough.” 

I smiled, trying my best to not seem totally off put by their dress code. It wasn’t that I had an issue with modesty, I just never in my life exposed so much skin. 

Our next stop was Kiris tent. She assured me she would wait outside as she handed me my new clothes.

The top resembled a bralette made of black leather. The band that wrapped around my ribcage was woven, it was strapless. At first I assumed it wouldn’t hold, but I should have known the hand made Na’vi clothing fits better than the 3 dollar tube top from earth I attempted to wear once.

I slipped the thin leather band over my hips that supported another black leather cloth. The monochromatic clothing did not go unappreciated, I smiled down at myself. Wearing Na’vi clothing meant more to me than I expected it to.

“I'm ready”

Kiri walked into her tent and gasped, smiling at my new appearance. 

“ Na’rìng (beautiful)”

I smiled back at her, flattered at the compliment. I looked down to her hands, she was holding a gun holster, a bow and arrow holder, and a few other things I wasn't able to identify.

“I brought you replacements, in case you didn't want to use your old stuff.”

She handed me the various objects and my heart melted, she was so sweet. I could tell she genuinely wanted me to feel welcomed. Kiri moved behind my back and slipped a necklace around my neck. It was a thin choker, it resembled the one Neytiri wore. Before I could thank her she slipped an armband up my arm, it matched the necklace from what I could tell.

“Kiri thank you, truly this is all too much.”

She shook her head, brushing off the thanks.

“Its nothing, I dress up Tuk all the time, it was fun to have a differently sized model. Now sit down.”

My smile faded into confusion, but I compiled without a complaint.

Kiri sat behind me, and Tuk joined her. When making our Avatars they try not to change us from our human for too much, so my hair was almost identical to how I had it as a human. I simply opted to have it pulled back into a ponytail, the braid connected to my queue hanging much lower than my loose strands.

“Do you mind?”

Kiri asked, touching the hair band that held my ponytail together, I shook my head.

“Not at all.”

Kiri left most of my hair down, she probably assumed it would be an easier transition for me than completely braided hair, but I didn't ask. She took two braids, one starting from each side of my forehead, and connected them in the back of my head. She did the same with two more braids, taking the hair from behind my ears. The four braids came together to connect to my queue. All my hair was pulled away from my face, besides a few rogue baby hairs that Kiri made thick enough to string jewelry onto. The rest of my hair went down to my shoulder blades, the braids rested on top.

I couldn't stop smiling as Kiri did my hair, It made me feel put together. This entire process made me feel like more of a true Na’vi, even if I never would be.

“Your hair is so soft, it was so easy to work with.”

I laughed, turning to look at Kiri.

“I'm glad it didn't give you trouble”

We both stood and I hugged Kiri, thanking her again before letting go.

“Alright I know you have things to do.”

I took that as her form of dismissal, so I smiled before exiting her tent.

 It seemed to be a little later than mid day, I hoped I’d get better at telling the time from the position of the sun alone. It was nice not standing out like a sore thumb, I could feel a substantial decrease in stares.

Neteyam should have been done with his chores by now, I looked around for him, finally spotting him speaking to another Na’vi boy. His back was turned to me so I stood a few feet away, not wanting to interrupt their conversation. However the boy Neteyam was talking to noticed me, nodding his head in my direction. Neteyam turned to me, his eyes widened, and he did nothing but stare for a long moment.

“I know It’s different, but you don't have to stare.”

I scolded, suddenly feeling more embarrassed than confident in my new attire.

Neteyam shook his head immediately, dismissing himself from his friend and approaching me,

“No that's not it, I just- I wasn't expecting it.”

I shrugged, looking down at myself.

“Kiri thought it was about time I changed.”

Neteyam chuckled, nodding in agreement.

“I think Kiri was right.”

I rolled my eyes, turning on my heel.

“You're going to miss my convenient cargo pants the next time someone needs to slice their arm open.”

Neteyam chuckled, walking next to me.

“Maybe you are right, but we will manage.”

Neteyam nodded his head in the direction of the cave opening.

“Let's fly.”

Neteyam told me it was dangerous to get my own Ikran right now because of the sky people, but he promised we would go soon.

If I was being honest, I didn’t ever need my own Ikran, I was perfectly happy riding with Neteyam. It was part of the reason I liked flying so much.

We mounted the Ikran and Neteyam took no time to start flying, I hoped he looked forward to our time together as much as I did. Against my better judgment I wanted to assume so.

I enjoyed our flight just as much as I did the handful of times we had gone before. To my surprise Neteyam lowered us to the ground in what seemed to be a completely random area. I turned to look at him, and he tapped my thigh in a reassuring manner before getting off the Ikran. He helped me down as he always did, even though we both knew I was fully capable of doing it myself.

“Is something wrong Neteyam?”

I questioned walking up to him. He shook his head in denial, but the expression on his face was telling me a different story.

“What is it?”

I pressed, trying to look into his eyes, but he was conveniently just avoiding my gaze.

He sighed, trying his best to choose the correct words, but he settled on just telling the truth.

“My father, he wants to leave.”

I turned my head in confusion, I couldn't even begin to understand what he meant.

“He doesn’t think it's safe for us, not now that the Corporal is back, and knows we exist.”

Now it was my turn to look away, my features pinched together in every negative emotion I could muster.

Neteyam began to raise his hand to cup the girl's face before hesitating, he sighed, not knowing how to make the appropriate decision.

He settled on grabbing my hand, gently holding it, as if I was on the verge of disappearing. As I was processing what Neteyam told me he continued.

“I think you should come with us. I spoke to my dad, and he agrees.”

I pressed my lips together, using my free hand to rub my forehead.

“That's not safe. You all are a big enough target as it is, you can’t add me to the wanted list.”

Neteyam shook his head, squeezing my hand.

“Like you said, we are already the target. Besides I’m the one who convinced you to leave, I can't abandon you now.”

I closed my eyes for a moment, wishing I could just be happy for a little while without having my life uprooted. I raised my head, looking Neteyam in the eyes.

“Spider, I need to find him.”

Neteyam tucked my loose hair behind my ear, if I wasn't so upset the gesture would have me smiling for a week.

“Your best chance at getting him back is coming with us. Sully's stick together, Spider will find his way home.”

His voice was so calm and steady, and he was so goddamn convincing. 

“Where are you even going to go? Your dad is the chief.”

Neteyam ran a hand through his braids, trying to decide where to begin.

He explained to me that Jake planned to step down in order to keep his people safe. Not only that but there were water tribes on the other side of the planet, Jake hoped they would take in his family if we agreed to learn their ways. This all seemed like a long shot but I reluctantly agreed.

“It is all going to work out.”

Neteyam assured me, I smiled at him. I didn’t understand how he was staying so strong. He was going to leave the only home he's ever known, and my psychopathic father wanted his entire family's blood. Out of the two of us Neteyam was getting the short end of the stick. I squeezed his hand, it was my way of thanking him for being so good to me in the short time we have known each other.

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Before I knew it, me and the Sully family were walking into a marui led by Tsireya, the daughter of the leader of the Metkayina clan. Jake feigned excitement at the situation, but Neytiri did not hide her dismay as she dropped her luggage with a huff. I looked over to Tsireya who was beckoning me over, I looked back over to the Sullys before stepping a few feet away. She smiled at me, and I smiled back without hesitation. She was so kind, I could tell she had a good heart.

“You have not known them for long?”

Tsireya asked, but it seemed she already knew the answer. I shook my head, 

“No, not long.”

I admitted, and she nodded in understanding. She led me only a few yards away to the Marui next door, which was also vacant.

“I think you'll be more comfortable here.”

My mouth opened as I realized what she was offering.

“No I couldn't-”

She didn't let me get another word out before profusely shaking her head.

“It is more than fine. Seven people should not have to live in an Marui anyway, let alone if they are not family.”

I sighed, offering her a thankful grin.

“I've got to get going, please let me know if you need anything.”

With that the sweet girl left. I sighed, looking around my new- home?

I scratched my head, realizing I had absolutely nothing to make the empty hut my own. Before I could stress over it for too long Neteyam walked in.

“I told you it would work out”

I laughed, turning in his direction.

“Maybe you were right, but it's all because your dad is the most convincing man in this galaxy.”

This time it was Neteyams turn to laugh.

“Either way, it worked.”

I stood by the doorway, next to Neteyam, looking out at the maze of homes. The ocean was visible on the horizon, I could hear the constant but subtle crash of the waves against each other. I took a moment to process everything that had happened.

Neteyam looked over towards Shyla. He was glad she agreed to come, though the two didn't know each other for long, it was hard to think of her leaving. He was confident in saying she was his best friend, which might make him seem like a loser, and his brother would definitely haze him for it, but Neteyam couldn't find himself caring.

He never knew someone that he wanted to be around so much, it was a completely foreign feeling, but a welcome one.

The next day was an early start. All the Sully kids and I met with Tsireya, her older brother Aonung, and his friend. I wasn't listening when he introduced himself. They decided we would start off the day by just swimming.The Metkayina clan kids went first, they all had olympic level dives, It never got old to see a Na'vi in their element. I didn't hesitate to follow, diving in the water with what I would consider to be decent form.

I swam ahead, trailing behind Tsireya. After swimming for a moment I looked back, smiling to myself. I watched as lo’ak, Neteyam and Tuk struggled to catch up. I motioned for them to hurry, but I still waited.

The three eventually swam up next to me. I grabbed Neteyams hand, urging him to come with me. I wanted to experience this with him like I had with everything else. Tuk and Lo’ak swam up to the surface immediately, Neteyam gave me an apologetic look before following his siblings. My expression probably resembled a pout as I watched Neteyam swim away. I would sigh If I wasn't submerged under water.

I swam over to the Metkayina kids, they all gave me a questioning look and I shrugged. It was weird being the only human, I have gone through extensive military training my whole life. Avatar or not I could swim for hours if I had to, and I spent a sad amount of time on my lung capacity. At my best I could hold my breath for 9 minutes, but I'm sure I've gotten rusty.

Aonung started to speak to me in sign language and I didn’t understand any of it. I replied back in ASL, looking to Tsireya but it was apparent that none of us were understanding each other.

I looked up to see Neteyam swimming down toward us, Lo’ak and Tuk close behind. Once the three made it back down Tsireya attempted to communicate with them, but they seemed even more lost than I was.

Tuk began swimming up for air and the rest of us followed to the surface.

Tuk whined, obviously having a hard time catching up with everyone else. 

“Slow down! You're going too fast.”

I giggled and Tsireya turned to me.

“You can speak with your hands?”

I shrugged as best as I could while treading water.

“I was taught on earth, but it is obviously different from yours.”

Aonung shook his head, adding to the conversation 

“Actually some of the signs you used made sense.”

Tsireya agreed with an eager smile.

“You will be able to learn quickly!”

Neteyam grunted under his breath, obviously frustrated.

Lo’ak seemed just as inpatient,

“This talking with your hands stuff makes no sense.”

I ignored Lo’ak and the two Metakina boys arguing over being stupid or something, looking around I furrowed my brows together.

“Where's Kiri?”

Turns out Kiri caught on quicker than any of us, and she was just enjoying the scenery. After retrieving her we all went to the beach to try and tame an Ilu of our own. I was a little bummed out that I was getting an Ilu rather than an Ikran, but it sure as hell was better than swimming everywhere.

Neteyam jabbed me in the side playfully as we walked onto the beach. I pushed his hand away, pretending to be annoyed.

“What's that for?”

I questioned him with a push to the shoulder. 

Kiri and Lo’ak exchanged a knowing look, watching the pair from the corner of their eye.

“Why can you swim so well, and talk with your hands, and hold your breath as long as them?”

I laughed at how shocked he was, shaking my head.

“I'm a worrier too you know, but on earth they taught us to be prepared in any environment, not just the one we are comfortable in.”

He pursed his lips, realizing that maybe he should have swam more as a child.

Tsireya turned to face the group, wearing her usual polite smile.

“I think it would be better if we split into groups, I’ll stay her with Neteyam and Lo’ak,”

I smiled, I had a sneaking suspicion Tsireya had a crush, but seeing Lo’aks reaction to their pairing it seems the feelings mutual. 

“Shyla, you’ll go with Aonung, he's the best with Ilus, he’ll make sure creating your first connection won't be too hard.”

I smiled at both Tsireya, and her brother nodding in understanding.

“Kiri and Tuk, you can learn from Rotxo, you both seem to be quick enough learners.”

So that's the other guy's name, I should probably remember that. Aonung nodded his head for me to follow him, and I complied, picking up my pase to his side.

Neteyam pressed his lips together, watching as Shyla and Aonung walked away together. Lo’ak watched his brother, laughing under his breath.

“Bro, don’t worry about it.”

The younger Sully boy assured his brother, and Neteyam scoffed.

“I am not worried, why would I be worried?”

Tsireya scrunched her nose, looking at Neteyam with unintentional pity.

“Lo’ak is right, she only sees you. I can tell.”

Neteyam’s hard expression softened, he looked to the girl, wanting to ask how she could be so sure. He opted to shut up about the topic, not wanting to be so transparent about his feelings in front of his siblings.

Kiri, rolled her eyes picking up her sister

“Barf, let's go Tuk.”

Aonung and I stood in the water, he held an untamed Ilu, keeping it steady for me.

“The Ilu will be able to feel you in every way when you make the connection, be sure to keep calm and focused.”

I took a deep breath, I must admit the Ilu’s were much less intimidating than the Ikran. Maybe it was better I was starting off small.

I swung my leg over the Ilu, Aonung kept his hand on the animal's body, keeping it steady the best he could. I took my queue, hesitating.

“It is ok”

Aonung assured me, I didn't take him for a comforting person, but I appreciated how patient he was with me. I smiled, nodding as I slowly made the bond.

I tried to keep my mind clear but it was difficult, the sensations I was feeling were like no other. It was like having another mind in the back of my head, the Ilus thoughts and emotions felt like a dream I had just woken up from.

They were so vivid yet I couldn't quite claim them as my own.

I could feel the water, I could feel it surround me, I felt the temperature, the pressure, the waves.

“Now, think of where you want to go, and how you want to do it. The Ilu will understand you. Keep a tight hold when coming in and out of the water.”

I held onto the saddle of the Ilu, letting my body rock with the waves under me.

“Got it.”

I whispered, composing myself once more before taking off. I didn't let my mind wander to anything but the water. I told my Ilu to dip down, and the two of us sank beneath the water together. I smiled to myself, going faster. It wasn't so hard, but maybe I was just amazing, that was probably it.

I picked up speed and my Ilu surfaced the water. I kept Aonungs advice in mind, keeping a tight grip on the leather straps. We sprang out into the air and I took a breath in, blinking the water out of my eyes. To my surprise I stuck the landing, not without almost falling off, but I managed to keep myself together. I laughed the hardest I had possibly ever in my life, my dopamine and serotonin levels skyrocketing. I treaded water on my Ilu as my laugh died down. I heard cheering from the shore and Aonung was hollering.

“Great job!”

I smiled and waved back at him.

 I took a moment to look out onto the horizon, and over to the other side of the beach where Neteyam was. My timing was perfect to watch Neteyam fail horribly at riding his Ilu. I giggled to myself, guiding my Ilu to swim towards Neteyam.

He swam up to the surface after being bucked off of his Ilu, smacking the water in frustration. Their connection was broken as the Ilu swam away.

I glided up to the boy, and he sighed watching me.

“So you're perfect at this too?”

I smiled, reaching my hand out to him.

“I guess I'm in my element. Let me help you this time.”

Neteyam, despite being mildly pissed off, smiled back at the girl. Taking her hand, taking his usual spot behind her. Neteyam kept his hands to his sides, looking for a place to hold onto. 

I looked over my shoulder.

“Neteyam, you need to hold on.”

I scolded, reaching back for his wrist, guiding it around my waist. He took the hint wrapping his other arm around my abdomen. It was windy, and we were soaking wet. Neteyams chest radiated heat into my back, his arms shielding my stomach from the cold. 

I looked down, watching as the muscles in his forearms flexed. I had to tear away my eyes, looking up to the water.

Neteyam noticed Shylas shameless gaze, and the way she tensed under his touch. Tsireyas words rang in his head, giving him more confidence then he would usually ever have.

A smirk tugged at the side of Neteyams lips as he lowered his head, hovering over Shylas ear. Neteyams grip around the girl stayed strong, as if she would be pulled away by the current any moment.

My breath stopped as Neteyam held his head next to mine. His cheek pressed into my temple as he spoke.

“You can’t be so nervous.”

I could feel his breath on my ear, making them heighten out of instinct.  Where the hell was this coming from?

“Your Ilu can feel it.”

I was frozen from both confusion and lust. I would never admit it, but I was worried I wouldn’t be able to keep my cool If I made any sudden moves. 

I took in a sharp breath, turning my head toward Neteyam, looking up to him.

“I can feel how fast your heart’s beating.”

I whispered, thinking of the day we met, hiding away as the sky people hunted us.

“I make you just as nervous.”

Neteyam wanted to kiss her, he wanted nothing more. He wanted to show her just how fast he could make her heart beat. The only thing stopping him was being in the line of sight of multiple people, including his siblings. He liked to think he could be more romantic than that.

Neteyams smirk turned into a smile.

“Maybe you're right”

He straightened his back, his body now towering over my own.

“Let's go back Fyole, I still have learning to do.”

I wanted to scream, I had no idea what he just called me. I was fluent in Na’vi but I didn't get the chance to learn the more obscure words in their vocabulary before it was time to come to Pandora.

Nonetheless I complied.

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Neteyam x female reader! Part 3

 Bare with me, having Neteyam and Shyla be the same age creates some plot holes, and honestly there are countless others but I'm trying my best lol.

Also I'm changing my mind with how I wanted to take this fic sooo can we just pretend that Shyla is permanently in her Avatar, and that I totally didn't write the complete opposite in part 1 thanks.

I'm glad a few people are reading this. It makes me so happy! It motivated me to write so much more lol, especially since this is my first fic. Y'all know the drill, enjoy!

Part 2 

Characters are 18

Word count: 1,484

Neteyam informed me that we got as far as we needed to on foot. Neteyam whistled and in a few moments an Ikran flew down from the sky. My jaw became slack, causing my mouth to hang open in awe at the creature descending in front of me. Lo’ak laughed watching me, before summoning his own Ikran.

Neteyam smiled, nodding his head toward the animal. 

“Are you ready?”

I returned his smile, replying without hesitation.

“Of course,”

Neteyam mounted his Ikran, he made it look easy. It was like trying to ride a dinosaur, no one could say the Na’vi didn't have balls.

The Ikran flapped its wings, roaring as he did so. I took a concerned step back, my immediate confidence faltering. Neteyam laughed, reaching his hand out to me.

Lo’ak had already gotten on his Ikran, not waiting for us before flying off into the sky. I watched as Lo’ak flew through the sky, I looked back at Neteyam, and he nodded. I stepped forward, keeping a skeptical eye on the Ikran before taking Neteyams hand. He pulled me up onto his Ikran, sitting me in front of him.

 He connected his queues to the animals. I spent my life doing extensive research on everything there is to know about Pandora, and the creatures inhabiting it, after all it would always be my home. However, seeing the connection of the queues was something I never thought I would experience first hand, it was fascinating.

The Ikran rose without a word from Neteyam, I gasped feeling my stomach drop at the sudden elevation. Neteyam hovered his hands over my thighs, which somehow made my stomach turn more than the Ikran.

“I've got you,”

He reassured quietly, once again I was too busy focusing on not dying to comprehend how close I was to Neteyam. I turned my head slightly in his direction, his own face was over my shoulder, watching the sky in front of us. My skin flushed, I wondered if my blue skin would turn as red as my human skin tended to do. Why was I so whipped by Jake sully's son, my father would personally destroy the entire planet if he knew.

We soared through the air, my day just kept getting more and more unbelievable. I leaned against Neteyams back, needing to feel support, the rational part of my brain was telling me I would fall to my death any second.

Neteyams breath hitched as Shyla leaned her weight onto him. He gently placed his hovering hands onto her upper thighs, hoping the contact wouldn’t upset her. He looked down to her, reading her emotions the best he could. Shyla met his eyes, smiling at the boy, and that was all the conformation he needed.

Feeling more secure I took a deep breath, embracing the fact that I was flying on an Ikran on Pandora. I smiled before yelling in pure bliss,

“I'm flying!”

I shamelessly announced it to the whole planet. Neteyam laughed, holding me tighter, commanding his Ikran to suddenly dip. I screamed, this time in horror as we plummeted down. We leveled out in a matter of seconds, gracefully floated again, this time much closer to the ground.

Neteyam laughed, cackled even at my reaction. For the second time today my mouth hung open in shock, I'm surprised I didn't just piss myself. I turned as much as I could to face Neteyam. 

“I cannot believe you just did that!”

His laughing slowly died down, he shook his head in an attempt to compose himself.

“Sorry, sorry, I could not resist.” 

Silence settled over the both of us. I’m not sure where it came from, but a tension filled the air. I looked into Neteyam’s eyes, they were truly beautiful. I thought that he was beautiful. He stared back at me, I would give anything to know what he was thinking. Reluctantly I turned my head forward, stopping the moment, if there was one.

Neteyam almost sighed in disappointment before stopping himself. This girl who appeared in thin air, she was the most interesting person he had ever met. He never felt such a natural attraction to someone before, it couldn't have been right, but everything in his body was telling him differently.

A short flight later and I was landing in the Na’vi home, it was a cave system. There was much more technology and military equipment than I was expecting. It saddened me, I only vaguely remember seeing videos of the original Na’vi home, but it was nothing like this. And the reason for the change rested on my species shoulders.

Neteyam disconnected from his Ikran, hoping down and reaching up to help me. As soon as my feet hit the ground I looked up to see five people staring back at me. It was Lo’ak and the two young girls I first saw with Neteyams group, one was older, must have been close to my age. The other was the child that motivated me to save them to begin with. The other two were.. Jake and Neytiri.

Everyone in the vicinity was silent, I could feel the judgmental glares. I stood tall, as best as I could. Neteyam opened his mouth to explain himself, but Neytiri had already walked forward and grabbed me by the bicep, squeezing it. Out of everything I've been through today, this was the scariest. 

“Mom! stop, she's hurt!”

Neytiri seemed to not even hear her son, but I assumed she just chose not to listen.

“Wait”

Jake spoke up, taking a step towards me and his wife. I swallowed, not daring to open my mouth.

“Shyla?”

Jake's question made Neytiri's ears flatten, and her grip loosen.

“Is it true?”

The woman whispered, with her proximity to me I didn't think anyone else could hear her. I nodded softly, hoping Neteyam was right.

Jake and Neyriri exchanged a look, and the woman took a step away from me, a hint of guilt flashing over her face.

Neteyam stepped closer to me, taking in a breath before explaining the situation. The five people, who I could only assume were all Sullys listened, and Jake sighed, wiping his face in frustration.

“Your mother will take her to get her arm patched up, you are talking to me.”

Jake commanded his son, and I immediately felt bad. I knew taking me here would create turmoil, I was just glad they were willing to hear us out at all.

Me and Neytiri walked in silence, and she sighed looking over to me. 

“We are glad you are here Shyla.”

I looked back at her with my eyebrows raised, it took me a second to comprehend what she said.

“Thank you”

I was genuinely thankful that she said that, whether she truly meant it or not.

I was taken to their medical area, no one said anything, but I could tell they were all horrified by me. I could sympathize, I would be horrified too. But they accepted my brother, maybe they could learn to do the same with me while I was helping them.

They had just finished wrapping my arm when Neteyam came over. I thanked the women in Na’vi hoping it would seem more genuine before approaching Neteyam.

“I'm glad to see you”

I admitted it was refreshing to not feel hated by someone. Neteyam smiled at my words, looking at my bandaged arm.

“Are you alright?”

I nodded, shrugging off the question.

“It was nothing.”

He scoffed, not taking a second to protest.

“You cut three inches into your arm, and dug out a bullet sized tracker with your bare hands, that does not seem like nothing.”

I rolled my eyes, poking him in the side. He swatted my hand away and I smirked at him.

“And I would do it again before getting lectured by Jake sully the Olo'eyktan”

Neteyam rubbed the back of his neck, recalling the conversation.

“Yea you're right.”

We both laughed, and for the first time in many years I was happy.

Though I should have known it wasn't going to last long.

Neteyam pulled me away to a more private area, the look on his face made my blood run cold.

“What is it?”

My question wasn't above a whisper, maybe it was because I didn't want the answer.

“Spider-”

Neteyam started and I gasped, covering my mouth. I had forgotten about my brother, how could I? Everyone else from the forest greeted me when we arrived, but not my brother. I was too caught up in everything going on, he should have been my number one priority.

“Don't worry, he's alright it's just… he's with your father.”

My head lowered, and I cupped my face. I was relieved he was alright, but it made me sick that I was so close to being reunited with him just for us to switch sides.

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Neteyam x female reader! Part 2

like this chapter a lot more, and It's a little longer! I switched from first person to third person once or twice to get Neteyams' thoughts on things, but let me know if you guys don't like that. Also let me know if there's anything I can improve on. (Also I don't proof read cause Im too excited to post the chapters as I finish them, I will edit my mistakes eventually) Enjoy!

TW: semi detailed description of cutting skin.

Characters are both 18

Part 1

Word count: 2,156

After hearing about Miles, or Spider I guess, it was hard for me to refuse the Na’vi boys' plea for help. So I found myself following him back to his home.

“Are you sure this is a good idea- erm what's your name?”

I asked, realizing we skipped formalities. He looked over his shoulder at me before replying. 

“Neteyam, this is a good idea. They will understand where I'm coming from.”

“And if they don't?” I argued, worried I would be shot on sight for coming anywhere near the Na’vi home. Neteyam stopped and turned to look at me. “My father is of the sky people, he saved all the people of pandora. He would not have been able to do that without my mothers trust.”

My eyes widened and I took a good look at Neteyam. I studied his features for a moment before smiling. 

“How did I not see it?” 

I shook my head, Neteyam had five fingers. Not only that but he had a striking resemblance to Neytiri. Everything made so much more sense now.

“You're Jake's son, that's why Spider was with you.”

Neteyam only nodded in confusion, not understanding why I would care who his father was. 

“ Why do you keep bringing up Spider?” 

I decided it would be best to wait to reveal my identity, he would understand in time. I shook my head in dismissal before answering him,

“My name is Shyla, I'll explain who I am to your father.”

Neteyam pressed his lips together, clearly unsatisfied by my vague answer.

“If you only intend on telling my father who you are, I'm sorry but I doubt that's possible.”

That wasn't ideal, I knew Jake would understand my position, but when it came to the others I wouldn't blame them if they were quick to judge.

My eyebrows pinched together as I listened to Neteyam. I understood there was nothing he could do, but this wasn't going to work.

“Ok, hear me out.” I raised my hands, gesturing for him to stay with me.

“Take me somewhere, where I can meet with your father. A mutual meeting place, you choose when and where. I know it's not easy to agree to, but do you really want to lead your enemy to your home? How do you think your mother would feel about that?”

Neteyam thought for a beat. I seemed to get through to him, because he sighed before nodding his head in agreement.

We climbed through a maze of trees, he definitely chose somewhere that wasn't easy to get to. He grabbed a vine, turning towards me and extending his arm as an invitation to grab onto him. Before I could argue I looked past the ledge of the tree we were on, the fall wouldn't be a pleasant one. I gave Neteyam a deadpan stare.

“Are you coming or not?”

I pressed my lips together into a line, stepping closer to Neteyam and wrapping my arms around his neck.

“You better not drop me Neteyam.”

Neteyam looked down at the women. He liked the way his name sounded when she said it. Now that he thought about it, he also liked the way he felt with her arms around him. However he didn't like the way he was feeling.

He shook off the thoughts before they could manifest anymore, holding Shyla tight by the waist before jumping off the tree branch.

The pair swung through the air and Syla gasped. Neteyam glanced downward, his confused expression melted away into a smile as he watched the girl. Shyla let out a breathy giggle as they swung through the forest.

They landed on another branch, and Shyla let go of Neteyam, composing herself. Neteyam internally scolded himself for immediately missing her warmth. 

“You liked it?”

Neteyam smirked, walking forward through some foliage. I scoffed, not bothering to hide my true amusement, following close behind him.

“It was alright.”

My sorry excuse at feigning indifference didn't go unnoticed. The both of us surfaced from the branches and vines. I took a moment to examine my surroundings. We were completely closed in by rock walls that towered above us, covered in greenery. It was like being in the center of a dormant volcano that became a plant utopia.

“So this is where you intend to hide me?” 

I teased, walking further into the grass. Neteyam rolled his eyes, following me. 

“You're the one who wants to be hidden.” 

He had a point, but I had no intention of giving him the satisfaction of knowing that.

“Whatever”

I laughed under my breath, but it was cut short. A searing pain rang through my body, I yelped before grabbing my forearm. 

“What is it?”

Neteyam rushed towards me, taking a hold of my arm and inspecting it.

Suppressing my groans as best I could, I looked at my arm. I had never felt anything like this in my life. Neteyam continued to question me, not knowing what else to do.

“Is something wrong with your avatar?”

Then it clicked, my eyes widened as I looked up to meet Neteyams fixed gaze.

“It's a tracker.’

I Grimaced, pulling a knife from the waistband of my pants.

“What are you doing?!”

Neteyam grabbed my wrist, stopping my blade.

“I can't let them find us!”

My reasoning didn't seem to convince Neteyam. I sighed before groaning at another shock of pain.

“Listen, it's either you leave me here, or I take out this tracker.”

Neteyam knew she was right, but he still hated the idea of Shyla mutilating herself.

Neteyam slowly let go of my wrist, giving me a worried expression.

I reassured him the best I could with a half hearted grin before lowering the knife to my arm. I took a deep breath before slicing through. I Gasped, trying my best to keep my hand steady.

“Fuck”

I weeped, dropping the knife after finishing my incision. I could tell Neteyam wanted to help but had absolutely no way of doing so. Biting the inside of my cheek I took my thumb and index finger, and dug into the cut. The taste of blood filled my mouth but I was in too much pain to care. After a few short moments that felt like an eternity I retrieved the tracker. 

Neteyam took it from me and smashed it with the end of my knife while I held my arm.

“Keep pressure on the wound”

Neteyam complied without question, and I grabbed a bandana I had in my cargo pants, wrapping it around the wound. Neteyam tightened the not, causing a yelp of pain to escape my throat.

“Sorry,”

He grimaced, and I glared up at him.

“At least you came prepared.”

A smile tugged at my lips, and I shook my head.

“You really are stupid.”

The sound of a helicopter overhead interrupted the conversation.

Me and Neteyam gave each other a knowing look before he dragged me toward the walls of the enclosure. 

“Shit”

Neteyam mumbled, it was the middle of the day and the sun illuminated every inch of the surrounding area.

“Over there!”

I urged, and we ran toward a slight overhang that conveniently had vines growing over it that provided some coverage.

Neteyam pushed his back to the wall, and I stood pressed against his chest. Both of our breaths stopped as the helicopter flew directly over the opening of what once was a hiding spot. Neither of us moved an inch until long after the sound of the helicopter dissipated. I let out a sigh of relief, wondering how the hell we got away with that. 

“That was close.”

Neteyam agreed,

“Too close.”

Then I realized how close we were to one another. I could feel the vibration of Neteyams rapid heart rate on my shoulder blade. His hands were cupped around my arms, and it was shocking how large they were. I  couldn't imagine how large he would be compared to my human form.

I swallowed the dryness away in my throat, as Neteyam let go of my arms. I took that as my que to step away.

We both emerged from the shadows cautiously, I looked at Neteyam,

“If they got my location before we destroyed the tracker they would have already been here.”

That was the best I could do at reassuring him. At the mention of the tracker a panicked expression took over Neteyams face.

“Your arm!”

He grabbed my wrist, tugging it, somehow gently, towards him. I had bled through the cloth, which granted was not ideal.

“I have to take you home, now.”

I pulled my arm away shaking my head.

“No! I can wait, I'm fine really.” 

Neteyam looked at me with disbelief,

“Are you serious Shyla? Why won't you come with me?”

Neteyams tone turned subtly sour as he spoke. I could have been misunderstanding his expression, but he seemed hurt. I bit my lip, contemplating every decision I made to lead me to this point. I took a sharp breath in, deciding there wasn't much to lose.

“I'm spider's sister.”

There was silence for a long moment. Neteyam just stared at me, and I probably looked like I was going to throw up.

Neteyam laughed and I just watched, not able to understand any part of his actions. 

“Why would that be a bad thing?”

Neteyam offered me a sympathetic smile, and it unintentionally made me melt. I sighed, focusing on the more important topic of conversation.

“Because…my fathers back.”

That's when Neteyams expression matched my own, he was horrified. All I felt was shame, I wish I could go back to saying my father was dead.

Neteyam insisted on bringing me back to the Na’vi base, reassuring me that I wouldn't have to tell anyone who I was until I was reunited with Spider. I spent the walk explaining that I was born on Pandora, and did not go back to earth tell my dad died. I explained that I was very young, and did not have a say in much of anything.

“So, you knew my parents? And Grace?”

I smiled slightly, shrugging in reply,

“Kind of, Like I said I was young, but yes I spent some time with them.”

Neteyam matched my smile, his pace quickened.

“You have nothing to worry about, they will think of you as someone to protect.”

My expression hardened and I thought for a moment, no one has ever wanted to protect me in my life. I've always just been a soldier, dying meant serving my planet to my fullest. Neteyam slowed, watching my expression.

“Is something wrong?”

I pulled myself away from the thought and looked up at him. I laughed, shaking my head.

“No, I'm sorry.”

Neteyam shook his head,

“Don't be.”

I don't remember much of Jake Sully, but that was him to a tee.

Before I could reply someone sprinted out of the woods and tackled me. I didn't let the utter shock stop me from fighting back. In a matter of seconds I was on top of the culprit with my knife to their throat.

“Lo’ak!”

Neteyam hissed, and I relaxed my arm, not pressing it into the boy's skin any longer. After the initial adrenalin wore off, I got a chance to observe the boy who attacked me, he looked familiar.

“Your brother?”

I chuckled, getting off of Lo’ak. Neteyam sighed, roughly pulling Lo’ak to his feet. 

“What the hell are you doing?”

Lo’ak shrugged off his brother, furrowing his eyebrows together. 

“I thought you needed my help!”

The boy defended himself, and I couldn't help but laugh under my breath. Both of the men looked at me, expecting an explanation for what I found so funny.

“Sorry, it's just, that lame excuse for an attack wasn't gonna help anybody.”

Neteyam also found that funny, chuckling as well. Lo’ak looked at his brother in utter disbelief.

“What are you doing brother? She is a sky person.”

He mumbled, as if it was some kind of secret. I pressed my lips together, maybe the Na’vi wouldn’t be as understanding as Neteyam promised.

Neteyam lightly pushed his brother's shoulder as a form of scolding.

“So is dad, and Kiri’s mom.”

Neteyams argument made Lo’ak shut up, but he still didn't seem to agree with the situation. 

“You will get an explanation soon, but for now we have to get Shyla home.”

Neteyam started walking but Lo’ak protested.

“To our home?! No, no, no.”

Neteyam shot Lo’ak a death glare, and there was no arguing after that.

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Neteyam x female reader! Part 1

In a universe where Spider has an older sister who happens to be on the wrong side.

Neteyam x female reader

Part 2

Characters are both 18

Warning I will use as vague descriptions as I can, however I expect throughout this fic there will be some specific mentions of hair length, body type, height, etc.

I'm new to writing fanfiction so I hope I don't write this horribly. Spider having a sister completely throws off the original plot of the movie so FYI I intend on straying pretty far from the movie as far as the story line goes. If anyone has recommendations for things to include in this fic I would absolutely love to hear them. This will be a slowwwww burn, or at least thats how i'm planning it. I hope at least one person can enjoy this lol, so enjoy!

It was time, The day I would return to the planet I was born on. The day I would return to my brother, my father, my planet. Only it was not a day to celebrate, because I was only returning to destroy it all. 

The inside of my cheek was raw, all I could do was gnaw on my own flesh as I waited for my father to be reborn into his new body. I wish I could say I missed him, but it was quite the opposite. He was the last person in the galaxy I wished would have the opportunity to live twice. He died when I was young, I grew into my own without his help. It was a weird feeling to suddenly have a father again. I wanted something to go wrong, maybe who he was before would be lost and he could start fresh. Perhaps our ship would depressurize and we would all die instantly, unfortunately all the hoping and wishing in the world could not prevent the inevitable.

I raised my head at the commotion taking place in the room behind me. He was awake, freaking out at the sudden transition from not existing in any form to now being an avatar. I sighed, glancing backwards, and sure enough, it was my father.

Two days had gone by since we landed back on Pandora, my father was spending his time catching up on everything he had missed over the past 15 years. While I spent my time doing less productive things. My entire life I was trained to be a soldier, to follow in my fathers footsteps. Though I always felt like I was fighting a war that wasn't mine.

 I was fortunate enough to also receive my very own avatar, however I wasnt willing to commit suicide in order to be Na’vi permanently. Besides, I always believed that it isn't right to claim a race that isnt my own. The Na’vi people were spiritual, sacred. I may not be able to stop the human race from colonizing their culture, but I could at least not take part. Well not any more than I was forced to.

My thoughts were cut short by a commanding voice through my door.

“Soldier, it's time.” I thought it was funny that my father refused to call me anything but soldier since he's been back. I suppose he missed out on too much to still recognize me as his little girl. I didn't feel a need to respond as I got off my bed, if you could even call it that, opening the door. “Yes sir”

I followed my dad and his team through the forest of Pandora. I had been in my avatar before, countless times actually. It was good for me to train in the same body as the enemy, so I could have even a chance to best them. But nothing could have ever prepared me for the feeling of being Na’vi in the thick of Pandora. In my avatar from all my senses were heightened, and all my physical abilities were multiplied, but getting to use this body in the environment it was originally adapted for is like nothing else I've ever experienced. 

I watched from a distance as my squad poked and prodded at my dads final resting place. Funnily enough I remember coming here as a kid, Grace and Jake, I was so young. Now I was meant to kill my childhood companions on sight if given the opportunity. I truly can't understand my dads thirst for murdering Jake Sully and everything he loves. You would think he'd learn to let things go after two decades, but I never knew him to be the forgiving type.

A twig snapped. It was far, but not out of reach for my heightened blue ears. Something about the sound forbade me to let it go. It was so slight and quick that it could have been a hundred different things. Though my heart was telling me something far different.

While the rest of my squad was still distracted, and my father was still caught up examining his own corpse I slipped through the tree line. I was thankful for my experience with the avatar, navigating quickly, and silently through the foliage was much easier for me than any of the other avatars team human still had.

I stopped as soon as I saw them. It was a group of kids, besides one that seemed to be closer to my age, and a human boy. My throat dried as I watched them. My baby brother, it had to be him. “Miles” I whispered to myself. Next my eyes focused on a toddler she looked to be no more than 7. These kids had no idea what the hell they were getting themselves into. How naive could they be, a pit in my stomach grew at the thought of my father finding them.

The anxiety I felt for my brother and his friends swelled in my chest as I looked back over to the abandoned shuttle to see if anyone had noticed my disappearance. I let out a shaky breath in relief seeing that none of their positions had changed. I turned my head towards the Na’vi children, seeing that the eldest had disappeared from the group. My ears lifted as I raised my guard. It could have been in my head, but I didn't feel unseen anymore.

“Take the bow off your back and throw it to the ground.”

My head shot in the direction of the voice. It was the older Na’vi boy. I almost wanted to smile, no one has ever been able to sneak up on me before. These warriors were nothing like American soldiers, the reality of that has only just set in. I raised my hands in submission looking the man in the eyes. I examined his body, he was holding a knife out to me but he wasn't in striking distance. 

“I don't want to hurt anybody.”

 I admitted reaching for the bow on my back. The boy narrowed his eyes at me, obviously not having it. I sighed, closing my eyes for a moment, realizing that no one in their right mind would want to hear out a human.

 “Listen, if I wanted to I could draw an arrow before you would even realize I'm doing it, but I'm not.”

 I whispered slowly, taking the bow off my back. My reasoning only seemed to agitate the boy as he gripped his knife harder. I internally scolded myself for not being better with words, even when pleading for my life I seemed arrogant. 

Both of our attention was drawn away from the stand off at hand. My squad was currently capturing my brother's friends. The boy took no time to dart towards their direction, I grabbed him by the arm, pushing him behind a tree out of any wandering eye's line of sight. He glared at me, opening his mouth in protest and confusion. I muffled him with the palm of my hand, looking into his eyes. I gave him a pleading look, wordlessly begging him to trust me a second longer. His hard gaze softened and for a moment I felt a mutual understanding with him.

“I can help you”

 My voice was almost silent as I pulled my hand down from his mouth. I glanced over his shoulder to find my squad walking the Na’vi group towards the abandoned ruins. 

“Follow me”

 I picked up my bow off the ground and dashed toward the two groups. My stride came to an abrupt stop as my arm was tugged. I glared at the culprit, 

“what the hell are you-” 

“Listen”

The boy cut me off and I closed my mouth. I heard bird-like sounds in the distance, they were almost indistinguishable to the natural noises of the forest. I doubt I would have noticed them if they had not been pointed out.

I gave the boy a questioning look, hoping for some kind of explanation.

“We have to go”

He urged, turning to the other direction. I was still confused, and wanted to ask this boy a million questions, but I settled on following him blindly. Some feeling deep in my gut possessed me to stay close behind him. It may have gone against all the training I've ever done, but I trusted this Na’vi boy more than I trusted my father. I turned my head backward as we fled, wanting another look at both my father and brother together. I heard the whistle of an arrow cut through the air before it shot a man from my squad in the heart. The precision and distance was bone chilling, I was thankful the boy allowed me to come with him or else I could have suffered a similar fate.

After a short while of running through the forest we came to a clearing and he slowed, I stopped behind him. I took a moment to take in our surroundings. The forest canopy opened above us allowing gabs of sunlight through the clearing. I had never seen anything so breathtaking. Everything was so still, but I could feel the surge of life all around me. I looked back to the boy who was already staring back at me. 

“Why did you save me”

I questioned, If I was in his position I can't say I would have done the same. 

“You said you would help.”

I pressed my lips together, sliding my bow behind my back. 

“I meant I would help you and your friends not get killed, but it seems you didn't need my help.”

The boy shook his head, taking a step closer to me. He had a confident presence, but it didn't feel threatening.

“We do need your help.”

My face contorted in skepticism. Why would he want my help, why would he trust me so easily. Everything about the situation I found myself in was hard to wrap my head around.

“How could I possibly help you?”

He took in a frustrated breath, running his hand over his braided hair.

“You're a sky person mm? But you offered to help me. To help us. You aren't like them.”

I shook my head,

“You shouldn't assume things”

He continued,”I am not assuming. I know.” 

I mumbled in response “Skxawng (stupid)” 

His eyebrows raised in surprise after hearing a foreigner speak his native tongue. I didn't know what to do, it was unrealistic for me to agree to help him, before long they would figure out where I was and who I was with. It would be Jake Sully's betrayal all over again. And yet I found myself wanting to agree.

I gasped looking back from the direction we came from. 

“Miles” I whispered looking back to the Na’vi man, continuing before he could question what I was saying.

“The boy, the human boy. Who is he?” 

I urged, to think he had been here all this time. Living amongst the enemy, all he knew was this foreign world.

“Spider? He's our friend, our brother.”

I shook my head, impatiently continuing my interrogation. 

“But where did he come from?”

The boy looked at me with furrowed brows, making a shrugging gesture as he spoke,

“He is the old military commander's son, when he died Spider had nowhere else to go.”

I covered my mouth in shock. I was so sure it was him but hearing it confirmed, it made it so real.I really saw my brother, and he really lived a happy life here on Pandora. He really had a family, and I really wasn't a part of it.