Once upon a lie- Neteyam Sully

Chapter Twenty Two

I whoop and yell to nothing as we glide, not paying attention to the many cuts and bruises I probably acquired from the fight. The sun shines brightly, glimmering over the rivers beneath us. Oh god this is beautiful, so fucking amazing.

All of a sudden my Ikran is swooping to the left and I'm nearly falling off, panic and fear taking over as I look down. It's nearly a 200 foot drop down to ocean, I know for a fact that I would be dead in an instant.

"Let's not fall, yea?" I yell to my Ikran, pleading her to listen to my commands. If I die today I swear to god I will haunt the Omaticaya clan for the rest of my death. 

"Talking to your Ikran now? You really are crazy." 

That son of a bitch.

Sorry, that beautiful son of a bitch.

Neteyam Sully flies up next to me, his blue and purple Ikran racing with my own as we cut across the air. He looks as good as ever as his hair whips around in the wind, his band the only thing keeping it from his eyes.

I laugh loudly, yelling as we dive downwards, our Ikran's circling each other before pulling up, skimming the ocean surface. I giggle as my banshee spins through the air, holding on for dear life. 

After what feels like hours we land, my head spinning from the adrenaline and excitement. 

I am part of the people now.

I'm officially Omaticayan.

It makes me giddy just thinking about my new place here, happy that I can finally call this place my home. Neteyam hops off his Ikran, a beautiful smile on his face as he embraces me, twirling me around before letting me go. 

"You did it." He whispers, his arms still resting on my lower back.

"I did it." I smile so wide that my cheeks hurt, I feel as though we're on top of the world. A place where no one else can reach us. 

"I never doubted it." I scoff, pushing his arm slightly before he brings me back in tighter then before- a playful smile on his face. "Okay maybe just a little." A laugh makes it's way from my throat, my head falling back from his honesty. 

"Holy shit Amelia, you got the biggest one out there this season!" I swivel my head to an excited Rafael, Prakash, and Cally all of them meeting my gaze with a wide grin. I turn out of Neteyam's grip, running to my new found friends, embracing them in a tight hug. 

"You were amazing out there." Cally says to me, her smile so big that her teeth are on full display. I bury my face in her neck, my eyes burning from the overwhelming happiness I feel in this moment. I've never felt this way, never had a real home, or a real family. But today? Now? I've found both of them.

"Oh c'mon don't get soft on us now, Lia." I turn to Prakash, his large form towering over me before I bury my head in his chest, wrapping my arms around his mid-section. He tries to pull back but I hold him twice as hard not allowing him to get out of it. He may be a moody son of a bitch but I've come to love him. 

"You're not getting out of the Prak, I don't care what you're moody ass says." In return a get a deep chuckle and finally...finally his arms wrap around my shoulders pulling me in just a little closer. 

"Alright," He states after a moment, his body tensing just a bit, "that's enough of that."  I let out a small laugh before turning back to where Neteyam was but he's not there. In fact he's not anywhere over here. 

Before I have time to find him I'm being tackled in the waist, the force enough to nearly knock me over.  I look down, finding the one and only Tuk pressed to my waist in a hug, her big eyes looking back up at me. 

"Hey Tuk!"

"You're wearing the outfit I made you!" She says her eyes shining with happiness, a big smile painted on her face. I copy it as I look down at her, nodding my head. I look up seeing the rest of the Sully family standing in front of me, proud grins on their faces- even Lo'aks whom I swore hated me.

"We're so happy to welcome you to the Omaticaya clan Amelia." Jake says, placing his hand on my shoulder with one of the proud dad smiles. Neytiri comes up to me, placing her hands on my cheeks her eyes studying my face with a small smirk on her face.

"You made me proud today, so very proud." My heart swells in my chest, my eyes burning once again with more tears that I refuse to let fall. Lo'ak comes up next, a playful look in his eyes as he knocks his shoulder with my own. Together we look at my Ikran who's perched near us, even to me he looks like the intimidating things in the vicinity as he sizes up everyone that walks near him. 

"If anyone ever asks I'll deny it but I'm hella jealous of you right now." I let out a chuckle, pushing Lo'ak lightly as we look at the scary ass Ikran in front of us. "I'm serious, that's gonna give you so much street cred."

"It better after that damn fight." He nods, both of us looking down at the bruises and scrapes littered over my body, an especially bad claw mark on my stomach that has some blood coming out of it. 

"Amy." I look back immediately knowing who's calling me. "Let's get you to Mo'at." He gives me a smile that says, we're definitely not going to see Mo'at yet. He reaches out his hand for me which I take immediately, saying bye to the remanding to people in the clearing and ignoring the death glares being sent from a certain jealous girl named Laya.

A:N: I'M SO SO SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG. HOPEFULLY I'LL GET MORE CHAPTERS OUT BUT HONESTLY I'M LOSING INTEREST IN THIS STORY. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE ME SOME IDEAS. 

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