Avatar Frontiers of Pandora - Tamtey x So’lek -
Takes part just after the defeat of Mercer’s Kinglor camp. Will be Laser Ore Alpha -> Spires DLC -> Sky Breaker -> From the Ashes -> Into the Canon.
This will be a very long, multiple part fic.
Tamtey will be referred to with They/Them pronouns so you can imagine it as your character. But I will write it as my own character for the most part.
Arc 1 - Laser Ore Processor Alpha
What is a Sarentu to do when the only stories they grow up with are those that are taught - no, ingrained - by the sky people who captured them?
The surprising silence of a mostly undercover or behind-base-walls battle always unnerved So’lek ever so slightly. Currently, inside those heavily armed walls, Tamtey was fighting for their life against Mercer - or more likely justice for themselves and their new land.
First was silence, broken by the occasional gunshot ringing from somewhere deep in the stomach of the base. Every time he heard it, So’lek’s ears would twitch and point to it.
With the final charge of the clans into the base brought real noise. Battle screeches. Ikran screams. Gunshots. Bombs. Somewhere in there, Tamtey was in there carrying their weight and more. Leading the charge. Breaking paths for armies to fight.
When silence fell again, and the armies of the Aranahe, Zeswa, and Kame’tire fell back into the forests or into the skies, So’lek waited.
Somehow he knew it wasn’t done. Unless Mercer was gone, Tamtey wouldn’t consider their job done. They would’ve gone further into the base to get him. To kill him.
So’lek raised his hands to his communications device, tuning himself back into Tamtey’s own comms so he could listen into them. This felt more safe for him. At least he could monitor if they did anything stupid.
Through the choppy, barely in receiving distance communications signal, he heard Tamtey fighting. With Teylan. So’lek didn’t trust the man, but if Tamtey did, then he would allow it.
Pandora will renew herself. And in a minute, you will just be ash on her wings.
The words that they spoke as Mercer lay dying brought a sense of calm to So’lek. It was refreshing for a na’vi so influenced by metal to be still so defensive of Pandora and her nature.
The calm he felt was thrown abruptly away by the screams of Ri’nela and Teylan on the radio as they seemingly left Tamtey behind after an explosion.
Teylan’s screaming was brutal. The base was in the very process of self destruction, and Tamtey had been left behind. So’lek called Ìley and was about to mount her when he was blinded by the final explosion that destroyed the base once and for all - as well as the surrounding forest.
Everything in sight was vaporised.
For a long minute, everything stood still. So’lek scanned through the ashes from afar for any sign of Tamtey, but saw nothing. A feeling began to creep into his chest, a profound sense of loss, as if he’d lost a clan mate.
His hand fell from Ìley’s neck. He didn’t want to stay around here for long. He’d go back to the Aranahe hometree to report and help out with healing.
He mounted Ìley, who made no sound as she launched into the air. They reached just under the clouds and cruised along the wind, So’lek’s eyes trained on the forest below. RDA were scrambling. Na’vi were driving them away and shooting them down.
As he approached hometree, Ìley was swooped by another ikran, her rider smelling rich of blood and metal.
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