Avatar Characters x Reader

Neteyam x Reader- Angst

Your teeth clenched together in anger. Mostly from... being captured— but also his extensive reading of you.  His eyes flicked over your face with the ghost of a smirk tracing over his lips. You knew he was aware about the fact that his assessment on you, was correct.

He took a few steps around the tent and stopped infront of some pots or jars- you weren't quite sure what to call them. He reached for some herbs, and grabbed the mortar and pestle.

You watched him in anticipation over what he was doing. A wave of dizziness caught up to you again. You neared the rug and lowered yourself down, your now adrenaline-dry body getting the best of you.

Your arms wrapped around your knees and you buried your face in them after. The stick now discarded on the floor.

A slow grinding sound began flooding into your ears. Your eyes were closing slowly, about to drift you off to sleep.

"Why exactly were you planning to kidnap me?" He asked daringly.

You took your head out from your knees, eyes instantly snapping towards him . He sat not far from you, which you found odd. You had tried to abduct him just the previous night. Yet, here he was acting all nonchalant as though you were acquaintances.

Your eyes wandered over him as he calmly ground up the herbs. His signature braids swaying about– just as they did, the previous night. You were sure his braids had a mind of their own, always moving elegantly and... enticingly?

The gravel-like sound stopped when he peeked up at you. "Did you not hear me?" His voice took you out of a trance you weren't aware of.

You thought back to the question. "I can't tell you. " You stated simply. His acknowledgement was a small tut, barely loud enough to spot. The gravel sound picked up again.

You returned to your protective position, but a thought was still lingering in your mind. It itched to make itself known. "What's going happen to me?" You asked. He stopped again and looked up at you. "Am I about to be killed?" You sighed in mild frustration at the level of vulnerability you had displayed to him.

His eyes showed a tinge of pity, it carefully peeled out from under his cold demeanor. "No." All at once, it vanished. Quickly replaced by the usual coldness. He turned his attention back to the grinding and added in some liquid. 

Your eyes stared him over, studying his hardworking figure. You were left confused at the pity he had shown you and the swift change he exihibited.

"They'll torture me if I tell you any more information." He ignored your statement. "I didn't want to do any of this— I was forced to work for them." You said with glossy eyes. He looked up at you and kept his thoughts hidden, but his face displayed some sympathy. That, he couldn't keep hidden.

You turned your head towards the outside when you heard two voices approaching. The flap opened with such fierceness and speed that you couldn't stop the chill that ran down your spine. In walked Neytiri and Jake.

She glared at you with a hard intensity. If this was a cartoon, she would have been boiling red with steam escaping her ears. "How dare you!" She lunged at you.

Jake's hand immediately pulled her arm and held her back. Neteyam carefully watched the scene as it unfolded. Your reaction not only shocked him– but it shocked you as well when you recoiled back in fear. This was the first time you felt unprecedented fear since you had been apprehended. Out of all the Na'vi you had encountered, Neytiri was the most threatening of all.

Of course, back at the base you had read her profile and learnt of her disdain towards humans. In your opinion it was completely justified, but being on the receiving end of it was spine-chilling.