Avatar Fanfic Teaser! More to come if ppl actually read this
If anyone has any suggestions, i will read them!
EDIT** - I may change Isa to a y/n so its more immersive!
Isa sat among the group, the most stressed out of them… he knew that as they reviewed their odds against Quaritch’s battle hardened and war mongering army, the cons outweighed the pros by more than a mile's journey…
Norm blurts, justifiably blurts, “We’re screwed”, perhaps an understatement that is yet to be determined given their numbers…
Trudy chuckles, saying with almost a defeatist attitude, “And I was hoping for some sort of tactical plan that didn’t involve martyrdom”. Martyrdom is perhaps the most appropriate way to put it, well a martyr could be made as a result of the battle. “We’re going up against gunships with bows and arrows”
The words couldn’t have been spoken any more truer than how it was… This battle would be a telltale to come… a lingering dread for Jake… for Trudy… for Norm… for Isa… as well as for the Na’vi and the “good” sky-people alike.
As the battle loomed over Isa… time etched away at his determination to hold it together for the sake of surviving… Watching Jake give his war speech to the clans (Olangi, Tayrangi, Trr’ong and the Omatikaya) as the newly, and rightfully declared “Toruk Makto”, powerful in words, which would be yet to prove mightier in action. Jake turned and gave a knowing nod to Isa, providing him with solace that Jake, the one leading the war party, would ensure the insurgency (Human’s and Na’vi/Avatars) emerge as the victors from the battle.
As the battle neared, Jake mounted the Last Shadow, the Toruk, taking flight to boost the morale of the united clans. Isa watched, a pained smile crept onto his face… Trudy’s words from their previous conversation played into his head, “We’re going up against gunships with bows and arrows”, just like a record that would tell him his fate. An audible sigh broke through his lips as he picked up a standard AR, while boarding a separate Samson chopper that stood adjacent to Trudy’s… She nodded towards Isa while applying war paint to her face, matching that of the paint and the style she had done on her helicopter. With a push of a button, the engines whirred to life, not that the Na’vi would understand how an engine could “whirr to life”... since they are just “lifeless demon-ships” which ironically, take life away.
As time abandoned stalling the battle’s encroach upon them, a RDA Dragon gunship alongside a Valkyrie which were being surrounded by at least a hundred or so RDA helicopters. Meanwhile, Jake watched from the Great Toruk, flying past a flock of Ikran and their riders who had blended on the walls of the floating mountains.
It was a battle that was both great in victory, but great in loss. A silence among the Na’vi and humans spoke aloud, as they remembered the names of those who were lost, not just from The Battle of Ayram Alusing… but from the greed and defiance the sky people embraced so carelessly. Trudy, Tsu’tey, Grace, Eytukan, Sylwanin, to the humans who fought for a cause that was right and just, and to all the Na’vi who fought courageously for their liberation.
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