Hi! Here is the continuation, with a small conversation between Neytiri and Tsylan, concerning Misoka. We hope you like it. Don't hesitate to vote, if you do, and to comment.
Neytiri's point of view
We were taking advantage of Sylwyn's nap to start preparing for our trip to my home. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was thinking. It had to be said that the last few days had not been easy for my husband. Memories of Ben flooded his mind, forcing him to accept the obvious. That they were one and the same and that was a relief. Tsylan could be as wise as he was stubborn. I was glad that he could finally accept this side of him.
However, there also came the problem of Misoka. I didn't dare to talk about it with him, but his resemblance to him bothered me greatly. Now that he had recovered his memories, perhaps he could give me some clarification. I had a feeling I knew, but I wanted to be sure. However, how to ask this question?
Tsylan: Is there a problem, honey?
I turned to him, before taking Sylwyn in my arms. Indeed, I had noticed her getting restless, demanding our attention. She calmed down at my touch, clinging to me. She seemed to need our attention. I smiled, seeing her eyes, reminding me of Lutsey. I couldn't wait to see what she would become when she grew up. Will she be a forest woman, like me, or an Ikran rider like her father? Then, my question came back to my mind.
Me: I would like to know...You and Misoka...
I didn't know if I wanted to know but I had to.
Tsylan: Yes?
Me: Are you...related? Now that you have your memory back...
Tsylan: You want to know if he's my son, don't you?
I bit my lips, seeing that he guessed the object of my torment of the last few days. Even though I knew it was before I knew myself, it hurt me to know that another woman was in his life, before me. And that he could have had a child by her.
Me: Is...is that the case?
He lowered his ears, sighing, before staring into my eyes.
Tsylan: That's all in the past, Neytiri. You, Sylwyn and the clan are my family now.
Hearing her words made my heart feel better, but my jealousy made me want to know about this woman who won my partner's heart before me.
Me: You still made him a son.
Tsylan growling: It's not even sure that's the case!
Me: Tsylan...I can observe. And you must be blind, not to see the similarities between you two.
Tsylan: I don't need to be reminded. Litya already tells me enough...
Me: So? Who is his mother?
I said it in a colder tone than I wanted. Probably due to my jealousy for the latter. It had to be me, the first one!
Tsylan, sighing: Julia. Her name was Julia. We were teammates, in my old life. By dint of missions, expeditions... We ended up having feelings. And what was supposed to happen, happened in one night. And then...
He remained silent for a moment, seeming to stare into space, but I could see his eyes watering. My partner rarely showed his feelings, despite our rather expressive nature. Seeing his pain, I couldn't help but lower my ears, feeling guilty for bringing back bad memories. I placed a tender hand on his forehead, showing my support and silently apologizing.
Tsylan: We split up. I guess she was carrying Misoka, at that time
Me: So you didn't know him, before he came to the clan?
Tsylan: I did. Just before I left for Pandora. Even though I wasn't sure, I quickly realized that he came from me. And Litya's observations, only confirmed it for me.
Me: Wait...How old are you, really?
Tsylan: Uh..do you really want to know?
Me, smiling: Why not?
Tsylan embarrassed: Well...Forty two years old
I looked at him, with great astonishment. I didn't think he was that old!
Me: You don't look at all, your age!
Tsylan: I am told... And Avatars tend to get younger.
No wonder Misoka could be his son...I had a hard time, at first, thinking he was just a little older than me. However, with the similarities between the two, I had started to wonder about his age, when he was human.
Me: So he is...sort of a brother to Sylwyn, in a way.
Tsylan smiling: Half-brother, but you could say that.
Our little girl watched us in disbelief, as if trying to understand our words. It was quite cute, especially her eyes reminding me of my sister, at her age. Besides, I couldn't wait to see her again, wondering how things were going with Tsu'tey and his apprentice.
Jake's point of view
As the days passed, I felt less and less like returning to my human body. Back to this broken body, with the terrible burden on my shoulders. As a Na'vi, I had freedom, not only in my movements, but also spiritually. I felt free to be myself, without any chains. I felt more and more at home, instead of on Earth.
And my love for the girl in the chief, did not help this feeling. Not only was she captivatingly beautiful, but it was her independent personality, which charmed me the most. She wasn't afraid to follow her heart and that made her even more beautiful, in my eyes.
Unfortunately, I knew I would never get her. She was destined to lead the tribe, along with Hammerhead. And if she found out what I did for Quartitch, she would never forgive me. And it hurt me just to think about it. And on top of that, the rebirth of Delane in her avatar brought even more weight to my conscience. Because now she was in danger, too, because of me.
Lutsey: Jake, are you okay?
We were on our Ikrans, flying over the floating hills, as usual. Her voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I stared at my forbidden love, looking at me with worried eyes. His ears lowered, accentuating this feeling. This was another trait I envied in the Navaids. Lying was completely foreign to them.
Me, smiling: Yes. Ready for the race
She gave me a mischievous smile, before teasingly pulling Tahni closer to Bob. My ikran gave a cry of exasperation, but I was amused.
Then the young woman stuck her tongue out at me, and started to pick up speed. I dared her to catch up. I let myself get caught up in the game and started our usual race. With practice, I reached a certain mastery in the field of Ikran riding. To tell the truth, in order to follow Lutsey, you didn't really have a choice. The young woman was constantly challenging me, like a child wanting to prove that she was superior. So, we continued our adventures in the floating hills, linking stunts to try to outdo each other. Until we found two ikrans calling out to me. One, on the left, was dark black, with a red line around his eyes and the other green, with brown patterns. Why did I have a feeling of déjà vu?
Lutsey: Big sister
And without giving me time to ask the question, she went towards them and greeted the rider with an unconcealed joy. Following Lutsey, I soon recognized her sister, accompanied by her husband. This one was still observing me with a certain distrust, while I could see her infant in her baby carrier, at the level of her chest. Neytiri greeted her sister with a big smile and a wave of her hand.
Neytiri: Lutsey!
The young omatikaya showed her joy to see her sister, by an acrobatics, passing above her, upside down, before coming to her right. This demonstration made the youngest laugh
Neytiri: I see that you are very happy to see me.
Tsylan could not help but smile, observing this. And seeing the interaction between the two sisters, reminded me of my memories with Tom. And remembering my brother, still hurt, making me feel like an intruder. Not belonging and having stolen his. And the reports to the colonel, bringing a huge burden within my heart. And knowing what that entailed. So here I was, forced to take a road that I did not want and I knew the terrible outcome. But there was nothing I could do to change that. What could I do? I envied Delane's place. The fact that her mind could be transferred into her avatar, allowing her to live fully as a Na'vi. A certain amount of jealousy came over me at the thought. I thought it was unfair. I wanted so badly to get rid of my human body and all that it symbolized for me. To be free to live a life as the Na'vi I fell in love with. And most of all, to have a chance to have a relationship with the woman who had conquered my heart, since my eyes landed on her. Seeing her fly like that, with such a childish smile towards her sister, clearly showing her joy to see her...Only fanned the flame of love consuming my soul, towards her.
Suddenly, I observed an anomaly in her behavior. Her flight seemed more awkward and by observing her face more, I noticed a grimace. And it became more and more accentuated, every moment, starting to worry me.
Me: Lutsey...Anything wrong?
Lutsey: Nothing...I...I'll...
Suddenly she lost consciousness and fell from Tahni, falling into the forest.
Neytiri: Lutsey!
Without hesitation, I swooped down to catch her. Once close, I unhooked from Bob and fell to catch the young woman. Once close, I took her in my arms, in order to protect her from a deadly fall. I positioned myself to allow the leaves to break our fall. Their size allowed us to slow down, slowing down more and more our speed; when we finally arrived on the ground, I arrived on my two feet, standing. Surprising me, making me smile a little proud. Then I turned my gaze to Lutsey, who was still unconscious. Seeing her like this, she looked so peaceful, allowing me to admire her beautiful face.
Nevertheless, I remembered the urgency of the situation and tried to make my muse come back to her. But no matter how much I talked to her and shook her, the young woman remained unconscious. Starting to make me panic, not knowing what to do.
Me: Lutsey, wake up! I beg you!
But nothing did. My love still didn't react, remaining unresponsive. And my fear only believed, not knowing what to do.
It was at that moment that I heard the sound of wings, attracting my attention. Neytiri got off her mount and went towards us, ears lowered.
Me worried: Is it serious?
She looked me in the eyes, her low ears did not reassure me.
Neytiri: She is in communion with Eywa. We should take her to Mother right away.
Me: I will take her there, if you don't mind.
She seemed hesitant
Tsylan: We will be next door, Neyt. If something happens, we can intervene.
The younger sister bowed her head in agreement. Immediately, we set off again. We linked up with our Ikrans and mounted them. I held Lutsey, holding her to me so she couldn't fall off, while Bob took off. As I felt her firm skin pressed against me, I could hear the frantic beating of my heart. I had never been so close to her, and I couldn't help but have the selfish thought of staying that way, stuck to me. I wanted to stay like this, indefinitely. So I took advantage of the trip, to enjoy this much desired closeness. Unfortunately everything had an end and it was the sight of the Kelutral of the Omatikayas that cut me off in this unique moment. Reminding me of the terrible reality to come. However, I was worried about the state of my romance. What did Neytiri mean by communion with Eywa? I, for one, hoped that it was not an illness.
When we arrived, I took Lutsey in my arms and led her to Mo'at. The Tsahik lowered her ears in concern, seeing her daughter unconscious.
Mo'at: What happened?
Me: We were flying and came across Neytiri and Tsylan, during our expedition. Suddenly, Lutsey seemed to get more and more headache, before fainting. I was able to catch her, before she could hit the ground.
Mo'at to Neytiri: Was it like last time?
Wait a minute. Wasn't that the first time she had such a seizure?
Neytiri: It feels like it, Mother. She was just as unconscious when I found her.
The shaman lowered her ears and tenderly stroked her forehead. I stood there, watching without understanding what was happening.
Me: Excuse me ....But what's going on with Lutsey? Is it serious?
Just thinking that the young woman had an incurable disease was like another thorn in my heart.
Mo'at: Nothing serious, Jake Sully. She's just communicating with Eywa.
Unfortunately, that didn't make me feel better.
Delane's point of view
Since our mating, Tsu'tey had been quite cheerful and quite protective. Sometimes a little too much. And I had to remind him that I knew how to defend myself. But this seemed to have trouble getting through to him, insisting that I go on patrols. So, we were on the Pa'lis and coming home from a patrol. Soon we noticed that there was some activity and as we walked up we could see the Tsahik and Olo'eyktan surrounding a seemingly sleeping Lutsey. Not far away Jake was watching her, as if helpless.
Tsu'tey: What's going on?
Mo'at: Lutsey is in communication with Eywa.
What? Was that possible? Pandora never ceased to surprise me! Then, turning my gaze, I also saw a person whose meeting I was expecting and dreading. This last one noticed me and returned my glance. The world around us seemed to be apart, the symbol of my family displayed on his headband. His look so characteristic, observing me with attention as if to analyze me.
Me: Tsu'tey, I would need to discuss with Tsylan.
This one was observing me with a jealousy glare in his eyes. Making me roll my eyes.
Me: Don't worry, big baby....
Me, whispering: Your place is warm in my heart.
He smiled proudly, making me sigh. So, I walked away, to a corner to have a private conversation with my brother. He had some excuses and explanations to give me. And I was counting on getting them.