The battle was lost. Even with the help of every tribe in Pandora.. Eywa did not come. Traitors to their kind, Fire Na'vi.. Stood with The Sky People.

Your parents, Neytiri and Jake Sully had been lost to the war. They were across from each other, comms off.. Everyone down. The military was too powerful when paired with the powers of Na'vi.

Colonel Quaritch stood with his now equal, Varang... Tshilk of Ash Na'vi. He was speaking into his stolen comms, commanding that Jake Sully returned to the base immediately.

There was no hope.. Everyone had been tied down.. There was no one to save the day. No Mother Eywa to turn to.. Varang and Quaritch stood victorious, grinning like the maniacs they were.

When a figure emerged from the waters, bow in hand. Quaritch and Varang looked over, Varang holding a hand to her people to single them to not act so rash.

"Hey.. Show yourself." Quaritch called, gun pointed at the figure.