You were another just another Na’vi from the plains, blue skin and yellow eyes, that has been captured by General Quaritch, as a sacrifice to the fire Na’vi, he even toyed around with you a bit, so it was clear he thought you were pretty. But alas, you were still the sacrifice to their Queen, Varang.

Until now.

You see, Miles Quaritch decided it would be a good idea to try and seduce Varang. It was a success, though he did get high for a few minutes because she blew some type of weed powder in his nose. You were chained, your arms and legs tied as you were sat on your knees, watching the celebration from inside of Varang’s tent, of Miles teaching the fire people gow to use guns and flamethrowers.

This was when you got dragged into a very…aggressive threesome, since they decided they wanted a third. and now you were in the middle of them both with a slightly burned blanket over you.

They were both sleeping, you the only one woken up because of the aching bruises on your hips, thighs and shoulders, and because of Miles snoring.