Across the distant vacuum that is space, lies a whole other world named Pandora.
-Wouldn't you love to embark on a journey to the beautiful place where all your greatest desires with aliens can come true?
-With this book, all of them can occur~
"Neytiri, calm down. We won't get any info outta her if she's dead." Jake's hands wrapped comfortingly around her own pair.
A few tears fell from her eyes. Neteyam looked worringly at his mother. He had never seen her this emotional– her usually brave personality had chipped away leaving behind the rage and hurt of a mother.
You felt strange inside. Though, you weren't sure what the feeling was. Guilt? Remorse? Empathy? You figured it was all three nestling deeply inside your heart. Amongst all the people you had hurt, this was the only time you had felt these emotions.
"Maybe you should go lay down– cool off a bit." Jake guided his mate out of the tent with an arm around her shoulders. "I'll come tell you once..." His voice faded as they furthered.
Your hand flew to your chest to bestill your pounding heart. It didn't go unnoticed by Neteyam. Tears stinged the corners of your eyes as the emotions threatened to emerge.
He wanted to say something but he stopped himself. Why should he care whether you're crying? Afterall, you had tried to abduct him— and you were part of the RDA. Essentially, their mortal enemies. Still, he felt conflicted after what you had confessed to him. It's not like you had a choice– it was kill or be killed for you.
The toruk makto returned shortly after. He informed you about what was to happen to you. You would stay with the na'vi, under two conditions– you would inform them of everything you knew about the RDA and not hurt anyone else. Otherwise, your life would be taken, wasted as just another "bad guy" who got what they deserved.
This was a no brainer. On one hand, you were terrified of what the RDA would do to you once they knew of your loyalty shift. However, this was the best opportunity to finally be able to leave the organization.
Besides, you knew that a team would be sent after you anyways. So, why not?
You had felt no guilt about this job, yet a part of you still knew that it was wrong. You were like a puppet always following orders. Unable to make decisions as your own being.
A chance to escape had never once presented itself to you, but this— this was it.
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"How about this one?" His voice pierced through the silent night's air. You smiled back at him.
"Yeah, it looks good. It's beautiful..." You looked at him tenderly. You tried to seem focused, but he could sense your facade. The flower returned to its natural position when he let go of it.
He sighed softly and came closer. "I can feel your sadness. A perk of being mates– remember?" He teased you slightly and smiled.
His arms instinctively came to rest around your waist. Your fake display fell immediately, "What if something goes wrong at tomorrow's ceremony?"
"Like what?" His eyes glossed over your face. Solicitude splayed out on his features.
"What if they ambush us or something?" You replied as you shrugged defeatedly.
