Bound to you (Neteyam x reader)

Chapter 2 - The Raid

"Oh Eywa. No, no, no, no. Please no." I was whispering to myself as I recognized one of the warriors lying on a piece of metal. Burns were scattered around his back. I ran to him, slipping on some oil and slightly burning my feet on the hot metal. Breaking my run with a curse I continued my way over to my friend as fast as possible.

"Neteyam, Teyam! Oh, please Eywa." I turned him around. Tears of relief made their way down my face as I realised, he was alive. Yellow orbs looked up at me as he gripped my forearm. "Sorry", he croaked out.

"Y/N, where are you?" I heard in the commlink; Jake was probably on the verge of a cardiac arrest with this whole commotion.

"I am well, I found Neteyam. He is going to be alright." I tried to reassure him as best as I could.

"Oh, thank Eywa, thank you y/n. Don't move, I'm coming to get you both."

Jake took care of bringing back Neteyam, Lo'ak and myself following closely behind.

As we arrived back in High Camp, The Sully family and my mom came to greet us.

"Oh, my Eywa, you're alright! I heard of what happened, I was so scared." She kept on rambling, holding my arms tightly to make sure I was in one piece. Hands moving up to my face, giving me a kiss on my forehead before pulling me into a hug, relief flooding around her frame.

At the same time, Neteyam and Lo'ak were getting scolded by Jake. Heads hanging low and their eyes directed towards the ground, they knew better than to confront their father in a time like this. I briefly caught the eyes of Neteyam. He looked scared, tired, in pain and disappointed, probably in both himself and Lo'ak. It was definitely not the time for a scolding right now. Reassuring my mother once more, I told her I'll meet her later.

I quickly walked to Neteyam's side, holding his arm the same way my mother did to me. Eyes then focused on the purulent burns on his back. It definitely needed to be taken care of if he did not want it to get infected, scolding or not.

"Jake, he's hurt." I looked at him with pleading eyes. Neytiri intervened as well, "Ma Jake, your son is bleeding." She gave him a pointed look. A silent discussion between them taking place in the span of a few seconds.

"Go in and get patched up." Jake said, looking tense. We all, except Lo'ak, quickly made our way in their pod.

"Kiri, give him this." Mo'at said handing a tiny ceramic glass full to the brim with a concoction used to stop the infection taking place inside his body. "I would use yalnabark." Intervened Kiri, while making her way to her grandmother. "Ah, and who is Tsahik?" answered her grandmother on a light tone. "You are grandmother." Answered back Kiri, jokingly annoyed.

"Y/N, come here." She continued as I made my way towards her. "You will apply this to Neteyam's wounds. Kiri will come with me to help the others."

You took the paste from her hands as they both made their ways to the rest of the people who were hurt. Tentatively dipping two fingers in the thick preparation, you brought your fingers to a burn near Neteyam's right shoulder. You felt the remedy stick to your fingers which encouraged you to apply a light pressure next to the wound, trying to get rid of the paste and making it stick to his skin instead. His skin reacted immediately, puss and blood seeping out of the burn. Your upper lip curled a little bit in disgust while your eyes softened hearing Neteyam's cries.

"Ow, ow, OW!" "Sorry, sorry." You cut him.

"Mighty warriors..." added Spider with a scoff. It was not the time to laugh. They did not realise the extent of what could have happened. Children.

Your instincts gaining the best of you, you let out a low hiss in the direction of the small human, who quickly put his hands up in surrender and left the hut with a small apology.