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True Soul, by Suryallee
Disclaimer;
I do not, in any way or form own, any of the
characters, storyline or anything else of the film Avatar! I also did not
write this fanfiction to make any kind of profit from it. I merely wrote
this for my amusement and that of my readers. I also want to state out clearly
that any resembling idea to future or maybe already existing plans of a sequel(
if there ever will be any) are purely made without awareness of them and not
knowingly made in any kind of way!
(To the admins, I hope I did it this time right.)
A question to my readers;
Please, if there is someone here who understands the Na�vi language better
than me, or who knows the film better, would you be so nice and give me a
little help here?
I am in a dire need of names, for the warriors (F/M) that actually are,
Na�vi ones and not made up ones that have no real meaning�know what I am
getting at here? I suck major in that department, is embarrassed. Could you
please sent me some via PM or review here or via e-mail?
Mine is on my Profile, thank you in advance, Sury.
Reviews;
Thank you all
so incredibly much for all those lovely reviews and ratings! I never thought I
would get that many in such a short amount of time�hugs you all for all the
encouraging words and offers of help. I am nearly crying here.
I have now a Beta for my story and since Mala aka
13Oct was the first who volunteered, I found it only fair to give her the
position.
Beginning with the reviews from chapter 2 on, since
there would be simply too many to answer otherwise, sorry^^! (Promises to
better her!)
FN reviews;
Shattered-k3, I am from NRW. That is in the
middle/northern lain part of Germany^^ I know what you mean, it is often easier
to read than to write actually. Thanks for the praise^^
Midnightfairie57 , hello Victoria^^ blushes madly,
thank you kindly!
Judilee, thank you so much for give me that feedback! I
was worrying already if I have kept them in character or messed up. I am glad that
I luckily managed it. I hear you with the inspiration problem, trust me! I have
often the same problem and although I do not teach children I have a job that
needs my full attention and a daughter (11) with Autistic syndrome too to take
care of. So, you aren�t the only one who hopes the holidays will come soon^^!
Katy23, thank you so much for the offer. I will try to
keep up with your hopes^^
Na'viWolf, yours was without doubt one of the most
comical reviews that I have ever received in my life, lol! Thank you for the
good laugh and I hope they didn�t wake on you^^ Eaww, a shirt?
On AFFN;
Ri-chan, thank you^^ I think they suit each other^^.
Thank you
all^^
You�re Suryallee
*native Na�vi
language*
Chapter Three; of bows, adornments and other nonsense�
�You�ve got to be shitting me, Jake! You want me to do
what!?!�
Two weeks had flown by, since Jake Sully changed
literally his species and she had been used as a pillow replacement by a, what
had turned out not much later to be an equally clingy Na�vi warrior when drunk
asleep, to Norm Spellman (The human version of that kind of trouble),
Olo�eyktan. Mo�at had chuckled the entire time with no offers of help when
Trudy struggled with the nearly comatose warrior�s head to make him move it
from her abused lap and leg. Her curses, she was told later had highly
entertained quite a few of the still awake Na�vi.
If it hadn�t been his hands or at one time even the
teeth, biting in the tassel on her jacket to keep her from moving him (Trudy
cut it off�hopefully he would choke on it!) , it had been the three times
cursed tail of his that had held her like a vice.
A not overly helpful Neytiri told Trudy later under
pearls of laughter that Tsu�tey even he was their leader and greatly respected
for his skills as a warrior as well as a hunter and leader; he still was feared
for this odd behavior of his whilst drunk!
Only, on a side note, she found out much later too
that he only seemed to act like such to certain people. Oh the joy of being one
of them now had nearly made Trudy weep fake tears of gratitude�her ass! As she
had told him, he wasn�t exactly a lightweight to have placed into a human lap
so suddenly! Her leg still held the blue spot where his head had hit it.
Rubbing it now unconsciously whilst debating under her breath about the brain
size of a certain Na�vi she eyed the item of her current dilemma warily.
It had taken Trudy a full hour of unwavering work to
get him off of her again to then away enough to get home.
And now Jake wanted her to go near to this irritating,
arrogant, blue striped, nearly ten feet tall nuisance with a tail again? He had
to be joking! Her eyes clearly did send the right messages to the cringing Jake
in front of the, against him almost petite looking woman.� Because he instinctively took two steps back
and crouched down a little like a hexapede short before bolting, wary of what
she would do to his sorry and now tailed hide if she got her hands on him.
Behind him stood an oddly looking Neytiri who had the
uttermost comical expression on her face whilst holding at her bow so strongly
that the knuckles could be seen through the thick skin. She was shaking every
so often violently in her valiant try to suppress the laughs that would surely
have spilled from her mouth otherwise�if she would not have bitten so hard on
her lips right now to hold them closed.
Inwardly Norm, who stood a safe distance away from the
trio, counted down how long Jake�s lovely mate would hold out before she would
burst. Well knowing that Neytiri was fighting a losing battle�but he admired
her stubbornness none the less. The Tsahik in training had blossomed over the
past weeks into what Norm and Max called a very lively and utterly beautiful
young woman of her species.
Now you saw her hardly scowl at all anymore. The
emotional wounds, slain when her sister had died right before her eyes and
later from Selfridge and co finally begun to heal under the constant care of
Jake and his antics too, of course. More than one time the befuddled avatar
drivers had watched her chase her mate through the camp and the woods or the
momentary lair of their clan because Jake had again managed to pull of
something incredibly stupid, spitting curses like a cat and one time even
shooting an arrow at his vanishing hide in her annoyance.
The latter had not only Tsu�tey and Mo�at roaring in
laughter.
Oh they adored their Toruk Macto, loved him to death
actually, every single one of the Na�vi tribes did, but there was a silent
agreement under them all that he was still a skxawng for most of the time. And
since Neytiri had mated him, she was responsible for his slip ups equally to
the moron that made them.
Seeing her beloved skxawng now cringe in fear of the
wrath of one human woman made all the pains she was going through with Jake
almost worth it to do them over again!
The black haired little female had a certain way to
put everyone back into place that Neytiri hadn�t seen anyone else besides her
mother using with any success. Both of them just needed one look at the sorry
victim of their gazes and said poor soul cringed away from them like her Jake currently
did it!
She had noticed the other hunters who interacted with
the avatar drivers and the rest of the skypeople react to Trudy similarly as
they did to their Tsahik when she was mad; they hurried the hell out of the
reach for anything that could be used as a throwing object with them as a
target. Not even Sirjai one of the hunters with the biggest mouths on them and
an ego to match dared to come near the tiny human menace when Trudy was fuming
and that told Neytiri volumes!
Her mother however just laughed every time she was
told that they had given tails to an incensed Trudy again.
One time two of the hunters had teased Trudy with
flying their Ikran�s over her so deep that they nearly could touch her�it had
been the first time that Trudy had showed a skill no one had known that she had
before. Not even the humans on the base had known that.
She stoically had sit it out for almost an hour before
Trudy had snapped and went inside to shortly after appear again with a case
made of unknown leather and wood, adorned with feathers and beats. It had been nearly
as long as the small woman and she had just flipped it open with practiced ease
to take an decorated bow of unknown origin out of it, together with an never
before seen object on Pandora in this way made; a quiver, full with arrows.
A quiver, beautifully decorated with more feathers of
unknown birds to Pandora and carefully on stitched beads and glass pearls in
intricate designs, filled with neatly fletched, albeit being smaller versions
as the Na�vi�s, arrows with nasty metal heads on the tips that where spiked on
the flat sides to hold better in the flesh of earthian prey.
A quiver, full with fully fletched little nasty arrows
that turned out to be the literally pain in the ass to remove them out of
someone�s ass again when suddenly shoot in the very same ones from a
steaming mad woman with a surprising skill.
As the two fun-makers painfully found out this way on
that day!
Mo�at had doubled over in insanely laugher when the
two airheads had hobbled awkwardly into the healer cove to get them out again! And
Tsu�tey being the one he was needed days to calm down from his mirth when he
was told later the entire story by Neytiri. Although he cussed about the pesky
fact that he had sadly been on a hunt when the two had arrived back in the
Na�vi camp and so, had missed seeing it!
That did not hinder him from berating the two not
really pitied fools for their idiocy in front of everyone else.
Since that day, the hunters of the clan of the blue
flute, the Omaticaya had developed a healthy respect for Trudy�especially when
she was short on getting that blasted bow and her earth made arrows! No one
wanted to experience too to have their healers practically carve them out of
their own behind.
Jake actually had learned allot in his now full time,
being one of them, more than the most had expected him to, actually, but he
still had a lot more to learn and he knew it too.
Still, he tried and never gave up�even Tsu�tey had
grudgingly noted that and instead of just teasing her Jake as before, he now
clearly did put effort in teaching Jake what she could not. Neytiri, being a
female and future Tsahik and not a male and a warrior/hunter like Tsu�tey and
Jake. However you turned it around to look at it; a male or a female needed
others of their own gender to teach them the roles of their species.
The opposite couldn�t do that.
What brought them all to the current situation at
hand�in a way.
Tsu�tey was searching after his big crossbow since the
battle with the RDA troops and had told Jake to do so too.
He had seemingly lost it somewhere over the wilds of
Pandora in the, what Jake�s former people called; the Hallelujah Mountains,
when he had fallen from the bomb ship. Since weeks now he had everyone
searching for the big, red and brown and black colored bow. He himself often
flew on his Ikran out to search too. The bow held not only a personal worth for
him or the other Na�vi. Just like her father�s bow, it was also a ceremonial
item that marked his status as Olo�eyktan, as well as being fit enough to be
used for battle if needed. Her people didn�t create things that had no
practical purpose.
It would have been a disaster if one of the other
clans got their hands on it!
The clans did not normally inter act all that
peacefully under themselves as they had in the battle under the great Toruk. It
gave even certain times all a few years when they came together or better said,
send their best to meeting places to compete in several categories against each
other. It avoided violence for all of them in the following years until the
next meeting. Norm called it the Na�vi version of the Olympic Games and
promptly had a hard time to explain that words to Neytiri.
He hadn�t been so far off the mark as one would think
but still, off in more way that Norm could imagine.
Difference to the earth spectacle; here one could die!
Most of the disciplines held competitions between the hunters, warriors and
riders of the Ikran and Pa�li that had harsh rules and could end very badly.
Also the skills of their weavers, and gatherers, their potters or that of the
next Tsahik or Olo�eyktan of a clan got tested.
And Jake wasn�t seeing forward to the meeting that
would happen in a few more months the slightest. Oh, they had dismissed his
attendance on the competitions for this time, well knowing that he was learning
to be one of them for only four+ months now and for that, was showing
impossible skill in it. From that, Jake was spared this time�however; they
instead had declared him to be one of the temporary trophies of this year�s
games instead.
And Norm too, much to the latter�s horror.
In short, whoever had the most points this year would
end up having the pleasure to have Jake living with said clan for a year! Well
knowing that he was mated to Neytiri, the future Tsahik of the Omaticaya made
this all more dangerous for Tsu�tey�s people, because she would be gone too.
And to speak of Norm, since he had proven to have a
fast knowledge like the well known Grace Augustine, one that rivaled that of
their singers, he had been doomed to learn that craft from the tribes elders.
In short, he would handed over to the winning clan to be taught; willingly or
not! All of Max protests had fallen on death ears in this matter.
It was no wonder that no one of the three looked
forward to have that happen.
To top the trouble, their elder begun to keep an eye
on the rest of the avatar drivers of the former human camp, seeing what talents
some of these humans had and having to catch up on the losses from the war with
the RDA.
And Tsu�tey, despise his numberless declarations of
hating everything remotely having been �human
made, including the Avatars, wasn�t too keen in handing the base with the
humans over to the other clans. It was a status thing, Trudy had figured.
What brings us, back to the blasted bow that had found
Trudy on the battle day in its own, weird, way by hitting her.
Said uncooperative bow from before was just as
annoying as its currently supposed owner. And just as much trouble, Trudy found
out now, weeks later. It had lain still strapped in the back of her former baby
all the time. Much to Jake�s chagrin. He had finally given up the searching,
that was as fruitless as a dehydrated tree and had remembered Trudy telling him
something about a stupid big piece of weaponry of the Na�vi that had caused the
massive bruise on her shoulder by falling onto her.
He had promptly told that Neytiri and Mo�at and his
mate and he had set off to ask Trudy what kind of weapon that had been exactly.
All the time hoping that it was the cursed bow and that she still had it!
To his and Neytiri�s, uttermost relieves, Trudy did still
have it!
It had been faithfully waiting all the time in the
belly of her former trusty Samson. That had been transported back to hells gate
a day after she had fainted and been stored in the hangar hall for further
actions without someone to look into the back drawers where Trudy had strapped
it into�next to the large Avatar sized weaponry. She had found it when cleaning
out her junk and not been happy to see it.
Now she wondered why she had ever picked up the cursed
thing in the first place!
Why couldn�t� she have left it lay there? With her,
finding it and taking it up, Trudy now had a huge pain on her back.
Why?
Well, for starters, whoever picks it up when the
current holder loses it under certain circumstances, had the rights on that
blasted thing until the next meeting declared the new holder of it?
The clans even went so far to send parties to steal
certain items on occasions to get their hands on the status-rights they gave
the wielders. Not to mention that the areal under the flying mountains
currently resembled an ants nest, because so many Na�vi run around there,
searching for the cursed thing. None the wiser to where it currently was or who
exactly, had it.�
And here she was, holding one of the biggest of these
status objects for all the future and current Olo�eyktan�s of all tribes and
knew nothing about it.�
Poor Jake had been the one to explain it all to Trudy
and furthermore he was the poor bastard who had to tell her the
other�stuff�too.
What brings us, again, back to the current situation
at hands?
Sure, Trudy knew from the history lesions of her
grandfather that her people had in the past done equally silly things compared
to this one here but she had never believed to get into such a ridiculous situation
or position because of, one, weird, cursed bow!�
Since she wasn�t even Na�vi, or big enough in size to
wield the big thing, there were certain rules kicking in here. Rules, that made
Trudy cuss and then toss the stupid, troubling piece of wood right across the
entire distance of the hangar-halls floor in her anger and frustration to now
be in such a position.
Na�vi based rules that now gave her the status,
equally to that of a child or a non hunter, warrior or Tsahik without to want
that all in the first place�there had been a wise point in Trudy�s thinking�s
when she had at one time declined Grace offer to get her an Avatar body. �Somehow she had thought it not to be very wise
to take that offer; well knowing in what troubles she already got all the time
without one! Now she certain that it had been the best decision she had ever
made!!
And she would have had to give up being a pilot since
no Samson was big enough for a pilot in that size anyways.
Beside the point, that Trudy had never wanted to become
someone else as her human self anyways, an Avatar would have been such a fake,
at least in Trudy�s eyes and so she had refused. She was one of the few who
were fully ok with it to be *only* a human being. That had been nearly two and
a half standard Earth years ago and she had never regretted it. Now she was rather
insanely glad for it too. Neytiri had added that this could have had for Trudy,
even ended out in an unwanted betrothal if she would have been extremely
unlucky! Silently she thanked Eywa for being spared at least from that horrible
fate�not that said waneby mate would have lived a long life after trying to
pull off that stunt on her.
But since she was now officially the new owner of that
cursed thing until the next fight between the Olo�eyktan�s at the next clans
meeting in half a year, she had to decide who would wield it for her, since she
was too small to even try to pull the string on the massive and not to mention
un-handy big thing.
And someone was going to be as unhappy as she was for
the turn of the events, Trudy was deadly certain of that little fact too.
No, actually she was really sure that said certain
someone would throw a major hissy fit when hearing of whom exactly had found
his bow!
Groaning Trudy rubbed her face in a weary manner, this
was sooo going to majorly suck�
�Alright, folks, let�s go and give sunshine the news�I
am fairly certain he will love them as much as I already do.�
With a tired voice Trudy went over to the bow and
picked it up from the betony ground to toss it right away again into the belly
of her new, baby. And if Neytiri and Jake threw a tantrum; she was taking her
trusty Samson there and would not fly on one of their Ikran�s!
End of story.
Norm didn�t even wait for an invite; he simply crawled
into the Samson head on until his now Avatar body could settle comfortably on a
seat and belted himself, for what he assumed, to be the fly of doom.
To her uttermost satisfaction, no one of the two tried
to argue with Trudy for using her Samson. They simply mounted their Ikran�s and
flew ahead of Trudy until they reached the currently lair of the Omaticaya clan.
In the end it was even worse as expected from Trudy before.
After all four had told Mo�at the news, they had
settled to wait for Tsu�tey�s return to tell him them too. The latter one
promptly threw a tantrum that sent most of the other clan members flying in
their haste to get away from their incensed leader. Cussing in all languages he
knew curses in and throwing things around until he had calmed down enough
again. His worst fears had turned out to be harmless against what had happened
to his bow.
Then he had suddenly turned on his heels to stalk over
to an unperturbed Trudy to glare down at the tiny human woman in his fury a
gleam in the blazing yellow eyes that would have sent anyone else weaker as Trudy,
running in fear. His tail was slashing through the air like a whip.
�Hey, stop giving me that look! I didn�t exactly have asked
for this shit to happen to me either, you know?�
Uttering a loud, frustrated, ululating scream, the
warrior left the clearing to mount his Ikran only seconds later to get some of the
steam off with hunting something unfortunate enough to cross his path this
night. Two other hunters mounted their Ikran�s too after getting nodded at from
the Tsahik and followed Tsu�tey in a safe distance to guard him if needed, from
his own anger.
�Eh?� Trudy blinked for some moments. �That went
better as I thought it would�surprise surprise.�
Behind her Mo�at got up with a darkly chuckle.
Walking over to the still after the warrior staring Trudy
she came to a stop right beside the woman. �He
will not dare to bring any harm to you now, his pride may be wounded but he
still has it and he will not lose it in doing something so stupid as to give
into his anger now.� She heaved a sigh. �He
will work off his anger now and then return when he has calmed enough and
thought it over�with Eytukan it was the very same when he was as young and full
of temper as he is it now. Those two had much in common.� Mo�at fell silent
and walked over to where Trudy had leaned the bow against a wall of the tree that
the Tsahik currently used as a home until her clan found a new Kelutral.
There she picked it up and held it securely, almost
ceremonial looking with both of her four fingered hands whilst turning around
to face Trudy who still stood in the middle of the room.
�Trudychacon,
you are certain to give; Tsu'tey te Rongloa Ateyitan, Olo�eyktan of the Omaticaya
the right to wield this bow and to use the rights that its presence gives the wielder
until the next clans meeting, with me, the Tsahik of the Omaticaya as the physical
witness in the eyes of Eywa?�
End of chapter
Don�t kill me,
ok? I had to stop here^^! Otherwise I would have ruined the next part�beside
that I think that it makes a good ending for this chapter.
Until next
time, Suryallee
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