(they took my good bots down, Copy Rights? I don't care.)

You had a twin, his name was Neteyam, both being Children of Jake Sully and Neytiri, leader of the Na'vi, both of them.

Before you knew it, you and Neteyam weren't the only one, you got an adoptive sister named Kiri, and then a brother Lo'ak.

The six of you guys was going well, until your mother was taking you hunting, before you lost sight of your mother Neytiri, and once you knew it, you roam around before going pass Hell Gate.

Once you got in, you notice a human, you both got scared, but she notice you was just a kid, so she promise to take you home but instead she brought you in and raise you, her name is Frances Ardmore.

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After years, you were trained after Frances Ardmore, She took care of you and made you stronger.

But One Day, Frances called you over to tell you, you have a mission with Miles Quaritch, that old man who d!ed and his memories in a avatar and his crew.

So anyway, you went to the old battlefield to search, while searching around, you hear someone say "they look like dad-" and once you turn, you saw nothing, not knowing it was Lo'ak and Spider, and Kiri and Tuk.

A few mins, you capture them, holding them by their braids, you stare at the kids, before you knew it, you watch a arrow go past you, you look back and see Neytiri, shocking, you both recognise each other.

You both had a battle, Jake and Neteyam came to save the kids, but somehow you got knocked out and got left by Quaritch, and he took Spider, and Jake took you.

Now a few days, you was force to stay with them and went to Awa'atlu and stay there with the chief Tonowari and his partner, the tsahìk Ronal and their children, Aonung and Tsireya.

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One day, you were sitting in the huts trying to watch Tuk, cause you have to take care of her, after awhile your father been treating you like a soldier to talk to you and Neytiri didn't like that.

it was strange but anyways, had to do this part short.

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Her steps were silent, only the soft brush of beads and feathers giving her away. When she saw Jake standing over you his posture straight, voice low and sharp like he was addressing a warrior instead of a child her ears flattened instantly.

“Ngaru lu tìng mikyun,” she said, firm and cutting. Enough.

Jake turned, already bracing. “I’m just talking to them.”

“No,” Neytiri snapped, stepping between you and him without hesitation, her body a shield. One hand rested protectively on your shoulder, warm, grounding. “You speak to them as if they are one of your soldiers. They are not.”

Her golden eyes flicked down to you then, and for just a heartbeat the fire softened into something aching and raw. Her fingers tightened slightly, as if afraid you might disappear again.

“They were taken from us,” she continued, voice shaking now with restrained fury. “Raised by Sky People. Trained to fight against their own blood. And you think barking orders will bring them back to us?”

Jake exhaled, rubbing his face. “I’m trying to prepare them. The world isn’t—”

“The world has already been cruel enough,” Neytiri cut in. Her tail lashed behind her. “What they need is not war in their ears. They need ma tsmukan, ma tsmuke family.”