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You Are Mine, p. 3

Synposis: You and Quaritch are mated but your sister, Neytiri, cannot accept him

Warnings: cussing, Neytiri hating Quaritch

Usually in a situation like this, Miles Quaritch would be yelling and pissed off.

But him falling into a stream because he tried catching a fish with his bare hands and his mate laughing at him only brought him pure joy.

"Oh, you think this is funny?" Miles questioned, grabbing me by my hands and pulling me in.

I gasped as the cold water hit my skin and hit his chest playfully.

"You skxawng!"

Your laughter was heard from miles around. Neytiris' ears flicked downwards, and she growled under her breath.

"What's wrong?" Kiri questioned.

"She should not have mated with him," Neytiri expressed, "He is a bad man. He is the reason your grandfather is dead."

"Nothing could ever change what he did, mom. But I can see he's trying to make amends-"

"Nothing can-!"

"He loves her, mom!" Kiri stopped Neytiri.

"I can see it. There's a reason they met, and why Aunt (Y/N) fell in love with him. You trust your sister, and I know that my aunt would not be tricked like this," Kiri saw the love between them, and it wasn't fake. Miles Quaritch wasn't deceiving her.

But Neytiri wouldn't believe it.

He's a monster and always would be, in her eyes.

He killed their father.

"He regrets it. I can-"

"Kiri, you are young. You cannot fathom what he has done."

"It wasn't just him! I love dad, but he knew. He knew what was coming and you still love him."

"It was different-!"

"Hey, hey, what's going on?" Jake interrupted, hearing the commotion as he came home with Lo'ak and Neteyam.

"Dad, please, you have to give Miles a chance. You were once one of them, you thought like them, you even thought of us as savages," Now that hurt Jake.

"I swear to you on Eywa that he's changed. He loves (Y/N)."

"I can see it," Lo'ak spoke up.

"The way he watches her was weird, but it wasn't in a creepy way. He looks at her like you look at mom," Lo'ak told Jake, who knew the truth but it was Quaritch. He hated the natives more than anyone.

And yet he mated with one of them.

"Hey, is everything alright?"

Neytiri looked back to see him. He was wearing Na'vi clothing, he looked like Na'vi, but she knows hatred when it's infront of her.

"You will never be one of us," Neytiri sneered before walking away, Neteyam and Lo'ak following after their mother.

Miles ears fell back, knowing this wouldn't be easy.

"I don't give a damn what she tells me, but (Y/N) misses her sister. I can't stand seeing her like this," Despite how hard he's tried, he knew that all his mate wanted was for her sister to forgive her and accept him.

And the problem of the humans. They had to have figured out by now that Miles betrayed them and had to be looking.

Fighting his own spaud was going to be a bitch.

"I don't like you all that much right now either, but I know (Y/N), and she wouldn't choose if she didn't know that you've changed," Maybe she was right. Just like Jake, Miles had grown to see the beauty of Pandora and its people.

"Oh, and Miles?"

"Yes?"

Jake had punched him in the face, causing Spider and Tuk to gasp.

"That's for trying to kill me."

"Yeah, I should've seen that coming."

But before anything else, everyone heard a scream. Miles ears folded back, recognizing the voice as his (Y/N).

Him and Jake exchanged a look of worry before running in the direction of the scream.

What happened? Is she okay? Why did I leave her alone?

Thousands of thoughts were racing through his mind, regretting every second he wasn't by your side.

"Tell me who sent you!"

"Let go of me, bitch!"

Only to find (Y/N) holding Corporal Lyle by his queue and with a dagger to his throat. Blood dripped from his nose and mouth, showing that he got a good beat down in the few seconds it took them to get to her.

"Colonel! Tell this bitch to let go of me!" But then he noticed something. . .off. His Corporal wasn't in his gear but instead, he looked like one of them.

"So it's true. You did run off. For what?! Some quick native pussy?!"

Before Miles could beat the living shit out of him, an arrow shot through the brush and into his skull.

That arrow was so fast, and if Neytiri was feeling extra vengeful, she could've easily killed him. She glanced at Miles as she came out of the bush.

"You better be ready to lay down your life for her," Neytiri hissed, and (Y/N) looked towards her mate.

"Always."

Bleeding Hearts

Part 5

Everything in italics is the Na'vi language

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Five fingers is how you spot them.

They may have our skin color, our height and our queues, but they have the hands of a human and their hatred. They carry weapons that can eliminate us within seconds.

Even killing children is not out of the question for them.

"Stay close," I murmured, watching the demons closely as they looked through the shack and came across the suit and body of Colonel Quaritch.

And my blade in his skull.

The tallest male bent down and touched the arrows that had killed him. The feathers and craft were of Neytiri, but then he noticed the hilt of the dagger. He pulled it out, exposing the black dagger that I made from a baby Thanators tooth. They shed their baby teeth for their adult ones, which I used for almost all my blades.

His ears went downwards, and I almost smiled.

That's right, demon.

Be afraid.

I touched my radio, "Jake, how much longer?"

"Just a few minutes. Stay with the kids."

"Of course," I confirmed, getting uncomfortable with how close they were getting.

"Tuk, get on my back," She nodded, climbing onto me and clinging. Her small nails slightly dug into my shoulders from fear as I slowly started to back away.

"Children, we need to go," They nodded, backing away as quietly as we could before getting up.

I'm a skxang.

I should not have allowed them to be here.

"You're going to be in so much trouble!" Kiri spoke quietly towards Lo'ak.

"It's almost eclipse! Come on," I said, getting in front of them before turning back around.

But we should have never even stayed to look. I heard a rustle in front of me and my eyes widened.

"Run!" I yelled, but it was too late. The woman tried to grab Tuk from my back, but I was quick and sliced her hand.

This dagger was one of Sezes' teeth. My sister and I had identical ones so she could remember her.

And sharpening them was the correct move as her hand immediately began to bleed profusely and she cried out.

"Stay away!" I hissed, bearing my teeth as the boys pulled out their bows, and we all backed together.

"Drop it!" They kept commanding, but I kept my guard up. One hand was on Tuk while my other held my blade up in front of me.

"Ninat'ia, you need to drop it."

My ears went up as I looked at my nephews and saw that they had surrendered their weapons.

"No! I need to protect your sister!"

"Kiri," Lo'ak looked behind me and I followed his gaze. One of the demons had Kiri, and was holding her by her queue.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck!

I lowered my weapon and held my hands up, and I had to stop myself from crying out when I felt Tuk being torn from my back.

My queue, like the rest of the children, was grabbed and forced my head up. My eyes were frantic, watching the children being forced to their knees.

"Mawey, Tuktirey. Mawey," I told her, but she was still crying as they tugged on her queue.

"Mawey-"

"Shut up!" The demon shouted, tugging on my queue and I hissed.

"Now what have we got here," Their leader, I had assumed, had started as his eyes scanned the scene before him. He had rested his gun down, laying at his hip.

"Colonel, check it out. Four fingers. We got a half breed," The demon had held up Kiris fingers.

No.

The demon called Colonel then looked over to Lo'ak.

"Show me your fingers," He instructed, to which Lo'ak held them up in an unseemly manner.

The demon smiled, "You're his, aren't you?"

He knows Jake.

Lo'ak hissed, bearing his teeth.

"You're his, alright," His hand grabbed Lo'ak by his queue and pulled him.

"Let him go!" I shouted, my tail whipping around, but the demon held a knife to my queue.

"Where is he?"

"Sorry, I don't speak English. . .with idiots," Lo'ak growled.

"Where is your father?!" The demon spoke our language and yanked on his queue.

All he did was growl and hiss.

"Really? You want to play it this way?" He gave Lo'ak back to the other demon before heading towards Kiri.

With a knife.

"Hey! No! Don't touch her!" Spider screamed, thrashing around as my heart raced.

"Stay away!" I yelled, but all I got was mindless threats before the Colonel looked at Spider.

No.

No, no, not him.

"Spider, mawey. Mawey, my son," I looked at him, scared to death that this would be the time he would go to Eywa.

"I'll try and stop thi-"

"Shut the fuck up!" The demon then held the knife at my throat, drawing blood.

"What's your name, kid?" He observed him.

"Spider. . .Socorro," He replied, his chest rising up and down frantically.

The demon made a hand signal and he released Spider. He knelt down to look at him closer.

"Miles?" He asked carefully.

"Nobody calls me that," Spider immediately retorted.

"Well, I'll be damned. I figured they sent you back to Earth," He recognized my son, and that scared me.

Because it meant that the demon before me should be dead.

With my knife in his skull.

"You can't put babies in Cryo, dipshit."

It's him.

"Let him go! Please, he is human!" I pleaded in my best English only to get the knife pressed harder onto my skin.

His eyes jumped to me quickly, and they held a sense of disbelief as he got closer to me. His demon hand went up to my face and grabbed my chin, staring into my eyes.

"Speak again," He said, curiosity in his voice.

"Please, let Spider go," His eyes widened.

"Colonel, you recognize her?" One of them asked.

"What's your name?"

Just obey, and perhaps he may release them.

"Ninat'ia," He released my chin and got back up, his eyes on me as he touched his neck for the radio.

"Iron Sky, this is Blue," He said, his gaze still on me.

A female voice mumbled through, but I could not hear it fully.

"We're bringing in high value prisoners, and I need to put in a DNA request when we arrive for one of them," He explained while staring at me.

Almost staring into my soul.

"Auntie, I'm scared," Tuk sniffled as they began to move us.

"Mawey. I will protect you all, I promise. I'll tear out their throats with my teeth if they hurt you."

Bleeding Hearts

Part 6

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“You took everything from me,” my voice spoke through the machine he was using to watch his own death. There were tears in my eyes as I forced my dagger in his skull. My strength was able to force it in after three strikes, and his demons looked at me.

“I will do the same to you all,” I hissed at them.

The Colonel grabbed his human skull from his body and held it in his hands. It is tiny compared to the body he occupies now, and he crushed it in his hand.

“So this belongs to you,” He said without looking at me, my dagger in his hand.

He stared at it with a certain look within his eye. He looked conflicted and confused, but his own emotional turmoil did not matter to me.

“What’s the DNA request for, boss?” The demon asked him, and he finally looked at me.

“Just need to double check something when we get back,” He told him, avoiding the question as he continued to stare at me. He was studying my face, almost as if he had seen me before.

The eclipse had dawned upon us, and I started to think of what to do before their leader could take us with them. Their weapons are made for fast moving targets, so unless they were distracted, we could not just run. Tuk is still too small to defend herself, so I would have to prioritize her safety before anything else.

“Show me your hands,” the Colonel told me, to which I held them down.

He grabbed both my hands by my wrist while the other held me by my queue, and I clenched my jaw.

“Only three fingers,” he muttered to himself, and then looked at me. His hand reached for my hair and I tried to scoot away.

“Stay!” The demon demanded, his gun being held at the back of my neck.

My ears folded back to avoid his unholy hand, and grabbed a feather from my hair. It was one that Neytiri had braided into my hair.

“Do you know her?” He held up the feather and then the end of my sister's bow.

Which had the same feather.

“I will tear out your vocal cords and feed them to Zephyr,” I replied, my voice low and dangerous as it started to rain.

“Do. . .do you know where. . .” He tried to communicate with me but was frustrated.

The other demons could sense this and grabbed Kiri. They grabbed her by her restraints and held a gun to her temple.

“Kiri!” I yelled in a panic.

“Answer him or she gets a bullet,” Kiri whimpered, closing her eyes.

“It was a gift from my sister. She is the first woman to kill you,” I answered.

“The first?” the Colonel questioned.

I said nothing but stared at him. He was no man, nor could he ever dream to be Na’vi - he wears our skin but is nothing but hollow within.

That is why they are demons.

He got up and the feather hung between his fingers, keeping it in place. Before I could try and figure out my own plan, a call came deep within the forest.

Neytiri.

I had to keep a smile from approaching on my lips as the children recognized their mothers call. The demons assumed it was some animal, but they would regret ignoring the calls of a mother.

“Watch our six,” the Colonel told them and started to walk away. I was beside Kiri and Spider, being held by a demon woman.

My sister's calls were growing stronger, meaning she was growing closer.

Kiri started to pray to Eywa, hoping that we would all make it out alive. The demon yanked her hair, telling her to be quiet, but she ignored him. One last pull, I knew he had made a grave mistake.

And Neytiris’ arrow struck through his skull. The demon woman panicked, and her grip on me loosened. I turned around as she started firing her weapon into the trees and pushed it upwards. It avoided Neytiri completely, and I bit her wrist.

“Shit!” She yelled out in pain, letting her weapon out of her grasp as my fangs punctured her skin.

As she swung out at me, I ducked and ran into the forest. The eclipse would not be over for an hour and the darkness covered me well. I could smell the gas bomb that Lo’ak released, and climbed further into the trees.

The gunfire that once crowded my hearing had now ceased, and my ears flickered at the sound of a gun being reloaded.

He is beneath me.

One look downwards, and he was beneath the tree I had hidden myself in. The revived demon, the one responsible for my fathers death and for my familys’ grief.

“That you, Mrs. Sully? I recognized your calling card,” He called out to her, and I spotted my dagger in his pocket.

“Why don’t you come on out, Mrs. Sully? You and I, we’ve got some unfinished business.”

You will die before you reach her.

“Demon! I will kill you as many times as I have to!” She yelled out.

“Guess you’ve been pretty busy! Got yourself a whole litter of half-breeds! I met your sister too! She’s a real fiery one! I think we’d get along great,” He was taunting her, trying to coax her out.

My chance for revenge came as the guns sounded, and he got up to take his shot.

She was the first, and I will be the last.

I jumped down onto him, forcing my feet off of the tree and collided with his body. We fell downwards, and as he scrambled to try and get me away, I bit his neck.

I remained ontop of him as his hands went to my shoulders, trying to force me off, but the harder he pushed, the more blood I could taste.

He elbowed my throat, to which I gasped and let go, but I had grabbed my dagger and held it at his throat.

“Neytiri was the first, but I will be the last,” I sneered, forcing my thumb inside of his neck wound, and he cried out.

“Any last words, demon?” I brought up my dagger, ready to pierce his heart.

“Nina, I’m sorry.”

I was caught off guard, and that day, I would not have my revenge. Just as I was confused by his answer and the look of despair in his eyes, a gunshot sounded and my eyes widened.

The grip on my dagger loosened and it fell as I grabbed my shoulder. It was throbbing with pain and when I looked at my hand, it was covered in blood.

A sharp pain came from behind me, and all I could see was darkness.

Bleeding Hearts

Part 7

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Miles pov

Years ago, on Earth. . .

The love of my life was dying.

At the age of ten, my love was diagnosed with lung cancer. It was unexpected, and it happened over the course of a week.

During class, she started to seize and she was taken away in an ambulance. Her lungs were filled with liquid and with hundreds of tests done, it was confirmed she has stage two lung cancer.

She was pulled out of school, but that didn't keep me from her. Every day, like clockwork, I took a bus to the hospital to visit room 23.

And over the course of a few years, she kept getting worse.

Her parents didn't want her to do chemo, but it was her only chance of living. Her eyes were sunken in, but the sparkle was still there. Her spirit was breaking but she was still smiling. Her curly hair was coming off in clumps but she insisted she looked better bald.

I wanted to see her get better.

I wanted to see her out of here.

"Nina," I said one day, catching her attention as the nurse finished taking her blood.

"Yes?"

"Once you're better, I'm gonna marry you," Her eyes widened.

"Wh-what the fuck? Miles, don't joke about stuff like that-"

"I'm not joking. I love you, and I've been in love with you since we were kids. I'll join the military and get us a house, and you'll never have to worry about anything ever again, I swear to you," She started to cry and at first, I thought my feelings weren't reciprocated.

But she kissed me and said yes.

I had asked her fathers permission beforehand. I wanted him to know that his daughter would be taken care of, and that I would always be by her side. Her mother was hesitant, but they both knew that if I waited any longer, I would regret never telling her.

Date nights were spent in her room. I would pick up her favorites and new things to try, just to see the reaction on her face when she found something else she liked.

One night, I had fallen asleep in the room. I was going to head home, since visiting hours were done, but she wanted me to stay.

I fell asleep with her hand in mine, my back getting used to the chair I would find myself taking naps in.

Suddenly, I heard a blaring alarm. My eyes snapped open and turned to Nina, who was seizing.

“Nina!” I tried running to her side but doctors were already forcing me out. Her eyes were on mine as I was being dragged out, and she tried speaking but no words would leave her lips.

“Please, help her!”

“You can’t be in here, Miles,” One of the nurses said, closing the door infront of me. I rushed to the side window, trying to see what was going on and luckily, they didn’t close the blinds. They turned her on her side, forcing out her IV and her body wouldn’t stop shaking.

You’ll be okay.

They’ll save you, just like they always do.

But her heart rate was going down. Rapidly.

“Hey!” I screamed, banging on the glass.

“Hey, don’t you give up on me! Nina, you need to fight!” Love can make you blind. I was so convinced that she would be out of there that I ignored how skinny she had gotten, and how pale she was. I wanted so badly to believe that she would get out so I could marry her that I didn’t even see it.

She wanted to die.

She was tired of fighting.

And it stopped.

The monitor that always beeps repeatedly, all day and everyday, had stopped.

That’s when the screaming started. I wanted it to be a nightmare. I wanted to wake up as my fists repeatedly hit the glass window, ignoring the pain and the blood. I couldn’t see reason because there couldn’t be any good one. What reason was there to take such a beautiful person away? What reason was there to take her away?

Why couldn’t I just see her smile one more time?

All those thoughts were racing through my mind as I stared at the DNA results infront of me.

Ninat’ia, a Na’vi, perfectly matched the DNA results of Nina Gonzales, who died in 2120.

This felt like a punch to the gut. Like the world was saying “fuck you”.

“Anything come up?” General Ardmore questioned from the doorway.

“Nah, just some bullshit,” I replied, trying to keep my composure as I clicked delete.

Just absolute bullshit.

Bleeding Hearts

Part 8

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A groan left my lips as my eyes opened but closed quickly as a blinding light pierced me.

"She's waking up."

The small blobs soon turned into sky people, and I tried to get up. My wrists and ankles were yanked downwards, and my back fell against the table.

They think they can hold me.

“Mom!”

Before I could demand to be released or I would have their heads, Spider's voice rang out in the room as the humans began to back away.

“Son, are you okay? Have they harmed you?” I ignored the beginnings of the small pain in my shoulder, trying to move myself and looking for a way to cut myself free of these restraints.

“Yes, but they-”

“Speak English!” Another voice interrupted.

“Yes, I’m fine, but they need you to cooperate. They want you to say if you feel any pain in your shoulder,” He said, sounding concerned and I looked downwards. My shoulder was freshly wrapped in bandages, and it ached.

“It hurts but not as bad as when they shot me,” I made sure to add, glaring at this mirror, which only reflected myself. I knew these things and that they could see me, but I could not see them.

“Mom, you need to escape! They-” But his urgent voice was cut off, and I could hear a struggle. My tail began to flick around, and my eyes searched around. A vent, right above me. I heard no further noises, and the humans here previously had left.

I had no children of my own, so when Spider was born and I had heard his mother was sent back to Earth, I wanted to meet him. I had never seen a human baby, and he had fit so perfectly in the palm of my hand. Spider felt so close to me as he grew, and even now, he can only hold one finger of mine. When he was growing up, he had seen me one day and shouted for me. I did not understand whfat he was saying until Jake pointed out that he was calling me his mom. I had no mate, so thereor, I had no child of my own. I felt wrong being called a mother, but with his smile and brave heart, it was hard to correct him.

And they just took my son from me.

My gaze darkened as I calmly stopped my frantic movement, and rested my hands on the restraints on my wrists.

And ripped it.

“If there are any marks on my son, I will have to resort to skinning you alive and letting my Ikran feed on you while you still breathe,” I proclaimed, and it only took a few moments before the door clicked and opened.

And Spider ran into my arms.

“That was risky, Spider. I do not want any harm to come to you,” I said.

“I know. . .I can’t fight like you can. You would have had a better chance at escape,” He confessed, and I held his face in my hand.

“And leave you behind? I would rather die.”

I was unaware of the male presence in the room. He was watching as I caressed his head and hugged him. My body, so much larger than Spiders, was practically towering over him during our embrace. Spider, clearly a human boy, was calling me his mother.

Like how he had wanted Nina to be the mother to his children.

Before he could see anymore, he cleared his throat.

“C’mon sweetheart, let’s get you to your cell,” He dangled hand restraints, smiling like a demon.

“Is that really necessary?” Spider asked.

“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m haboring a Na’vi who almost ripped my throat out. So yeah, kid, it is,” He gestured to his throat, which had a giant bandage on top of the area that my teeth had latched onto.

I should have tried harder.

Then we would not be here.

I held out my hands, and a demon entered to grab Spider and take him away. I obeyed, not wishing to risk his safety, as the Colonel put the restraints on my wrists.

“Good girl,” He smirked, and my ears folded back as I hissed.

“I will not hesitate next time.”

“Now how are we supposed to communicate if you keep threatening me in Na’vi?”

“I have no intention of communicating with any of you,” I replied.

“You will if you want Spider to remain unharmed,” He yanked on my restraints, pulling me off the table and I said nothing in return.

I stayed silent as he escorted me across the mechanical building. I know that they want Jake, but if they find Jake, then my sister will surely follow. She is a warrior, and she will not simply let them take her Jake. Then the kids. I hated how risky they were, but they are brave and follow their heart's instincts before their own minds.

“Check it out,” I heard a whisper, and glanced to see the demon squad who had dared to hold weapons to the children.

I ignored them, staying put when the Colonel scanned an object and the door opened.

If I can manage to get him close enough, I can get us out.

But before I could go inside, I felt a poke on my back and looked behind me.

And a fist hit my nose.

“That’s for Colonel, you crazy bitch!” My back hit the wall and I touched my nose, feeling the warmth of the blood coming out.

“You show her, Lyle!”

“God fucking damnit,” The Colonel said to himself as he went to help me up, “what’s the matter with you?!”

“Everybody calm down! Return back to your stations,” A demon woman commanded as I pushed Colonel away, and got up myself. The demon was smiling, like he was a man for hitting me.

I waited until I walked inside and turned around to look at him. I knew he was watching me, and I put my foot in the way before it could close. I met his gaze, blood dripping from my nose, and claimed, “hope that made you gain an inch, but you will still have to suck your own dick since no woman will.”

Bleeding Hearts

Part 9

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"Miles, I love you," a girl's voice echoed.

"I love you more," then a boy.

"I know," she giggled.

These dreams are not meant for Na'vi like me.

Only Tsahik.

Which is why I did not understand why I was getting them. Neytiri is the next Tsahik, not me. Yet I was receiving memories or visions from Eywa. I did not know these voices but what I did know is that once I opened my eyes, I would have to face my reality.

My ears perked up but I did not open my eyes. I heard heavy footsteps coming towards me, but relied on my instincts to keep pretending to be asleep.

Something metal was set down on the table, and the footsteps were about to walk away but hesitated. Whoever was in here did not wish to leave quite yet as they got closer and closer.

I felt breathing on my face and a hand touching my cheek. A sigh was heard from the person before me. My ears betrayed me as they moved and the person revealed themselves.

"Wakey, wakey!" He patted my cheek and I growled, opening my eyes and glaring at him.

"Lab coats have requested I bring you in for some information. After you eat, of course,” His hand gestured to the metal thing on the table. I eyed him suspiciously before walking towards it, and my ears flattened.

“No.”

“No?”

“This is disgusting,” I could not believe humans ate like this.

“It’s just some egg. Never had an egg before, sweetheart?” He asked, his arms crossed.

“Do not refer to me like that. My name is Ninat’ia,” I growled, determined to be hostile towards him the entire time I was imprisoned here.

He looked me up and down, a certain look within his eyes before he held out his hand.

“Go on, shake my hand,” I eyed him, hesitant as I moved my hand towards his and it engulfed my own.

“Nice to meet you, Ninat’ia. My name is Miles Quaritch. Think we can start over?” He asked, still holding my hand in his and trying to be friendly.

But I would not fall for his tricks.

“I would rather die.”

Before I could pull my hand away, he cuffed my wrist.

“Can’t have you running away,” He stated, waiting for my other wrist and I allowed him to cuff it. He had me pulled alongside him, and as we were passing the demons, I found the one who hit me yesterday and lifted my hands up to flip him off.

As I have learned from the human race, all males have a fragile ego and he tried to come after me. The female stopped him and whispered something to him.

“I do apologize for Corporals behavior,” Miles Quaritch spoke up, “he was just defending me but-”

“Defending you? Does the male ego need so much defending? Does yours, Miles Quaritch?” I taunted, making him stop and look down at me. I held my gaze, not daring to give in.

“If you had let me finish,” He tugged me closer, and my face was inches from his. But his gaze softened as he stared at me, “but that does not give him the right to hit a lady.”

“I guess I do not feel so bad for your mate, then,” I commented as we continued until we entered a room full of demons in strange white clothes.

“My what?”

“Your-”

“Mom!”

Hearing Spider scream made me jump and I found him getting strapped down to a machine.

“Spider! What are they doing to him?!” I demanded, my tail becoming frantic.

“Just need some information, it shouldn’t take long,” He said it like Spider wasn’t so scared. I whimpered, watching as it started to spin around his head. The demon woman approached him and started to ask him questions.

“Where is the location of Jake Sully?”

“I don’t know!”

“Is it one of the mountains?”

“I don’t know!”

The questions were all to expose Jake's location. But if he gave it up, then Neytiri and the children would not simply run away. They will fight.

And they will die.

His screaming became more pain-filled, and his eyes were forced to take in the bright and rapid lights before him

“Stop this! Can’t you see he’s in pain?!” I yelled at the demons but they had no desire to help.

“Miles Quaritch, please help him. Please, he is your son,” I pleaded, trying to make him sympathetic. If he even had that capability.

“I can’t,” But his Na’vi body gave him away. The ears tucking downwards and his tail having no movement meant he was sad and did not want this either.

“Then I will,” He looked confused but while he was not looking, I used my nails to take off the first restraint on my wrist. His eyes widened as I grabbed a large red container, but quickly grabbed my hands.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

“Do not test me, Colonel,” I did not care what happened to me, so long as Spider was safe.

“Fine, but don’t you move,” He marched away, his boots thumping as he made his way to stop this and smashed down a red button.

He leaned in to tell her something and she turned to me. Her eyes widened as she realized that I was no longer restrained.

“And what is she doing out of her hand cuffs?!”

“She agreed to comply so long as Spider isn’t harmed-”

“I don’t give a shit was she says. If I’m not getting information, then she says in her cuffs. Is that clear, Colonel?” She said to him, her voice loud, like she was trying to overcome his new Na’vi stature.

“Crystal,” He nodded, his hand up at his brow but when she walked away, he looked at me. He beckoned me with his finger and Spider ran up to me and wrapped his arms around my legs. His body was shaking and he had a nosebleed.

But before I could console him, he was dragged away from me. I lurched forward to grab him, but Miles Quaritch grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

“I will kill them. All of them,” I growled, feeling like I was shaking with rage.

He dragged me towards an empty hallway before forcing me against the wall, his hand having a strong grip on me.

“You almost got me sacked,” He pointed an accusatory finger at me.

“You just cannot admit that you want to fix things between you and Spider,” I retorted.

“If you or the boy don’t give me diddly squat, they will see no use for you two. Spider will be the first to go, do you really want that?”

“I will never tell you where Jake is,” I hissed.

“Look, I’m not stupid. I know you would never give up his location, but if you don’t start proving your use, they won’t hesitate to kill you both and go after the kids again,” I did not care about my own life, but if they had ever layed another hand on them, I would lose all reason.

I straightened myself and looked into his eyes, knowing that eyes do not tell lies.

“So you do care about him,” he only chuckled darkly before pulling out another set of cuffs and putting them on me.

“Sweetheart, you have no idea what I care about.”

“Then I guess I will have to find out,” I challenged.

Bleeding Hearts

Part 10

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I had refused food.

Again.

What they called ‘food’ was nowhere near anything enough to nourish my body. It smelled awful and looked like it would make me sick.

I ignored the growling in my stomach as I heard the familiar click of the door and Miles Quaritch came in with cuffs at his side.

“Still ain’t eating?” He questioned, seeing the untouched food.

“Your food is not nourishing for the body,” I said, and approached him. His eyes watched me as I had my hands reached outwards, and looked up at him.

“May I?” 

“Go right ahead, sweetheart,” I glared at him but continued.

“Your body is Na’vi now. We are stronger, faster and much larger compared to humans,” I said, feeling his stomach and upper chest. 

“You need to nourish it like a Na’vi now, not this shit you call food. You may be strong, but this physique will wear off if you do not eat properly,” I explained, feeling his waistline and up to his back. He’s stronger than most Na’vi males I have met, but it will not last.

“Pretty sure your husband wouldn’t take a liking to his lady touching me,” He said, and I looked up at him.

“I am not mated.”

“But the little one on your back-”

“She is Tuktirey, Jake and Neytiris’ youngest,” I interrupted, “I have not found myself a male I have connected with. Any males I did know died during the battle.”

“How does that work?” His question seemed genuine, so I answered. I gently grabbed his queue and held it up to him.

“When you have found someone whom you cherish and love, you connect your queues together. Then, you are mated for life. That is a big difference I have found in our cultures.”

“How do you know that you will always love them?” He asked, staring at me.

“That is a concept you humans can never understand. You use eachother for pleasure. We bond through life experiences and conversation. We cherish life, and we cherish one another. It is a bond most treasured, and something I hope to have for myself. . .when the time is right,” I finished.

"Which is why your mission is futile. You will kill our home, just like you did yours," I moved away from him, my touch no longer on his warm body.

"You just don't want us here."

"I wonder why," I mused.

"Why are you here? You brought me nothing and you have no restraints," I asked, as if I was busy with anything else.

"It's your lucky day because you get to go outside," He said, pulling out a round device, "but you'll need to wear this."

No.

"I am not wearing such a thing," My ears folded back.

He sighed, "you gotta cooperate or the General will have me shackle you."

I stared at the device, knowing that if I put it on, I could be forever tracked and have no way of taking it off. They could use it to hurt me, and do unspeakable things.

"Only if I can hunt."

Wearing a collar was humiliating. I could feel the demons smiling at me as I passed, knowing that I was now under their grasp. They wish to bind me and chain me. They are disgusting and do horrible things, and yet call us savages? 

"Ninat'ia!"

My ears sprang up, finally bringing myself back to reality.

"What?" I said, having been on my own little island in my mind the entire way here.

"You gonna show us how to hunt or what?" 

"We can't give her a gun, Colonel," His Corporal said, and I scoffed.

"We do not use primitive weapons to kill. If you wish to think like Na'vi, the first lesson is that all energy is borrowed. Once you die, that energy returns back to Eywa," I explained, walking towards a fallen tree.

"The moss on it, the cracks, the holes - it is now a home and shelter to the animals. Even after death, you bring balance."

"After you have incapacitated the animal, you put it to rest with a dagger to the heart so it doesn't suffer," Spider finished, having learned this lesson when he was only seven. 

As my eyes traveled over them, their spirits were elsewhere. They were not even listening.

They were bored.

And they were pissing me off.

With a huff, I grabbed my dagger from Miles Quaritch vest and threw it into a tree. It was a bird, small enough for a teenager to fill up on, and it fell right in front of us.

"Less boring now?!" I snapped before marching off, ignoring the calls for me. 

Tears welled up in my eyes as I started to run. I didn't want this. I just wanted to be home. I wanted to be with mother and Spider and my sister. I want to be free.

"Ninat'ia!"

Miles Quaritch is quick on his feet. He manages to grab me but I quickly whip around with a slap to his face.

"Why?! Why are you even trying?!" I screamed, "you will destroy us! You will kill Eywa!"

"Hey, hey. I need you to-"

"It is not our fault you destroyed your home!" I didn't care if he could kill me. 

I was tired.

I wanted this to stop.

"And now you will destroy ours. You will kill Eywa!" I cried, hitting his chest and he did nothing. He let me hit him, let me scream and cry.

His hand reached out for my shoulder, but I pulled back, "you are all demons."

"I know. . ." 

"I do not care what happens to me, but I will kill you. I will not stop until your blood is on my hands," I swore before him, my eyes bleeding into his soul.

He said nothing but moved forward, bringing my head to his chest as I did nothing but cry.

Cry for my family, for my home.

For Eywa.

Bleeding Hearts

Part 11

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“Lie si oe Neteyamur

Nawma sa'nokur mìfa oeyä

Atanti ngal molunge

Mipa tìreyti, mipa 'itanti

Lawnol a mì te'lan

Lawnol a mì te'lan

Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, tonìri-”

I felt like my spirit was breaking apart. I felt that I had lost my connection to Eywa, or that I was losing a part of myself trapped in this cage. Spider seemed to be welcomed with them, which I despised, but atleast he felt some peace while a constant fight was raging within me.

It was the middle of the night, so when I heard the door click, I immediately backed away into a corner.

“I’ll stop,” I told him.

“That was you?” He questioned.

“Yes.”

“Oh. . .it sounds nice,” He was trying to appeal to me.

“Liar,” I retorted.

“I don’t hate everything-” When he started towards me, I forced my back to the wall and he stopped.

His eyes looked concerned and worried. Perhaps for me, or perhaps he was faking it. 

Either way, I could not trust him.

“Look, I’ll put these here,” He set down his weapon and pushed it to his side of the wall, as well as the rtestraints. “And you tell me what you were singing.”

“Why are you so interested?” I questioned, sitting across from him. Sure, he could have done this to try and get me in a vulnerable position, but I know my own strength.

And a dying animal is the most dangerous.

“Couldn’t sleep, and then I heard a little voice singing.”

I raised my brow, “you are bored. That is not interest.”

He shrugged his shoulders, “sing and I’ll be out of your hair.”

I eyed him but I had nothing else to do. So if this got him far from me, then so be it.

“Lie si oe Neteyamur

Nawma sa'nokur mìfa oeyä

Atanti ngal molunge

Mipa tìreyti, mipa 'itanti

Lawnol a mì te'lan

Lawnol a mì te'lan”

I stopped momentarily to catch a small breath, but found him staring at me.

“Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, tonìri tìreyä

Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, srrìri tìreyä

Ma Eywa

Ma Eywa

Zola'u nìprrte' ma Kiri

Ngati oel munge soaiane

Lie si oe atanur

Pähem parul, tì'ongokx 'awtuta

Lawnol a mì te'lan

Lawnol a mì te'lan”

He didn’t break eye contact. It felt like a stare of wonder and awe rather than one of disgust.

And it made me feel weird.

“Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, tonìri tìreyä

Ngaru irayo seiyi ayoe, srrìri tìreyä

Ma Eywa

Ma Eywa.”

I finished, feeling better but Miles Quaritch still looked at me. 

“You may leave now,” I said, breaking the silence and it felt like he finally blinked.

“Oh, right,” He said, smiling awkwardly and getting up to take his leave. The air felt suffocating as he grabbed his weapons and set them back onto his vest.

“What does it mean?” He asked as he turned to look at me, still trying to look uninterested.

“It is a songcord. You make one for your child when they are born, and it continues on as they grow.”

“I thought you said you didn’t have a little one,” He said, his ears folding back.

“It is for Neteyam, my sisters eldest. I would sing it to him to lull him to sleep when his parents had date night,” I explained, gathering myself to sleep on the uncomfortable floor again.

“Oh.”

That damn silence. 

As the door clicked again, and he stepped out, he asked, “what. . .what would you name your son?”

“I would have to discuss that with my mate,” even though names are so sacred, I still did not wish to see him go, “but if I had a son, I think I would like Silas.”

He looked at me like I had just said the name of a dead mate. Like I was a spirit who came before him.

“That’s beautiful, Ninat’ia. Goodnight,” Was all he could manage to get out before walking away, and the door clicking behind him.

Bleeding Hearts

Part 12

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Miles p.o.v.

Silas.

She fucking said Silas.

She said our son's name.

Just before Nina Rodriguez had died, we had discussed baby names for the kids we wanted to have. Before she was admitted, she loved spending her days taking hikes or sitting in a field of flowers. 

She wanted to name our son Silas Miles Quaritch.

As I sat in my dark room, I did not make a single sound. My tail did not move, and it felt like the air in the room was being drained out slowly. My hands gripped the bed's edge, and my arms felt like they were going to fall off my shoulders.

And a tear hit the floor.

“What the fuck? What the fuck?” I said to myself. In all my years, in my past and in this life, I did not know what to do or how to feel. What the fuck was I supposed to do? Tell a Na’vi I’ve never met that I loved her past life? Run away and just live on Pandora as one of the people I’ve tried so hard to kill?

It was driving me insane.

I don’t know this woman. Yet she shares the DNA and attributes of the girl I swore to love for the rest of my life. The girl I loved so much that I made a vow on her fucking grave to never marry anyone else.

A girl who would hate who I had become.

“They’re saying Pandora could be humanity’s new home,” I told her, but she frowned.

“People live there.”

“So?”

“So? It’s not ours to take. It’s our fault for killing Earth, so we can’t take someone elses home.”

I have a mission: kill Jake Sully, kill the Na’vi, and make Pandora the new home for humanity. I knew it was my mission, even before I died, and yet she was here. Her fucking ghost or something was here, being reborn as the people I am sworn to kill.

If this is a higher powers way of saying “fuck you”, then it’s working.

I want to forget.

Forgetting her - forgetting that she’s here would be so much easier than having my heart torn between a mission and a stupid woman that doesn’t even like me.

"I do not care what happens to me, but I will kill you. I will not stop until your blood is on my hands.”

She swore that to me. With the rage of a thousand suns, and the hatred of her people, she swore that to me. It was like Nina herself was swearing that to me after seeing everything my past self and my current self has done.

Past her eyes was a woman who grew up on Pandora, raised alongside Jake Sullys’ batshit crazy wife, and one of the greatest warriors I have seen.

And she would rather die than be with me.

“Unless. . .” I muttered.

Unless this was a second chance. In my past life, I had drowned myself in my journey to Pandora and claiming it for humanity. I had died because of it. Who's to say that just because I have this body now that things will go differently?

Because things will end up the same, but this time with Ninat’ia killiong me.

Unless I change things.

Unless I learn.

“God, whoever is out there, you’re one sick son of a bitch.”

You Are Mine, p. 4

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Warning: war, mentions of death, cussing

How the fuck did this happen?

Miles Quaritch and Jake Sully, both tied down on a ship, and their Ikrans had flown away.

"You traitor," General Ardmore hissed, "I gave you everything to do it, and you failed. You failed Earth!"

"Earth has no right to take this planet. We'll just destroy it," Miles expressed.

"That's for us to decide. I have no more use for you."

"You'll never take Pandora. The People and Eywa won't let you," Jake told her. Eywa has shown once before that she is not Mother Earth and will defend her nature and her people.

"The People don't have AR-15s and bombs," Ardmore chuckled, "even your banshees can't stop us."

"I can."

Miles eyes widened at the familiar sound of his mates voice. Before he could even turn around, an arrow launched straight into Ardmores chest and stuck to the ground.

"(Y/N)!" Miles shouted as she ran forward, firing arrow after arrow with Neytiri and othber Na'vi following after.

"My heart," (Y/N) breathed out before giving him a kiss, "I was so scared. I thought I was too late."

"You scared me! What if you got caught?!" He shouted, grabbing a gun off a body before firing rounds into the trees. Several bodies fell afterwards.

"That would never happen," She shrugged.

Before Miles could argue more, Miles ran out of ammo and realized just how many targets they had on them.

And picked up (Y/N).

"Miles! What are you doing?!" She screeched, both of them hiding behind a fallen log to avoid any bullets.

"I need to keep you safe."

"I was doing that just fine," She insisted, her ears folding downwards.

"Really? With one arrow left?" He mused.

"I'm just doing what your sister told me to do. Besides, I'd rather humans hunting me than Neytiri."

You peered out, trying to spot your sister. Neytiri could handle herself, but when you heard a cry of agony, you disregarded your own safety and ran.

(Y/N)!"

"Sister!" You yelled, racing past the bullets and rushing through the thick brush.

"Neytiri!"

"Sister, run!" Neytiri called out to you, holding her arm.

"No, I must help you! You're injured!" You insisted, ripping off a piece of cloth from your chest and wrapping it around her arm. She hissed as you tightened it, making sure it was secure enough to get back home.

Her eyes widened, "(Y/N), look out!"

Before you could process anything, a gunshot sounded and you awaited to feel the pain.

But the only thing you heard was a body hit the floor.

"Fuck me, this hurts like a bitch," Miles hissed, holding his stomach.

He had taken the bullet for you.

Because he loves you.

He'd die for you.

"Miles!" You cried out, rushing to his side. Jake heard the cries and quickly rushed to the scene.

"Shit," He cursed under his breath.

"We need to get him to Mo'at," He said as he bent down and checked for an exit wound.

And there was one.

"Shit, shit! Okay, (Y/N), I'm gonna need you to calm down. We need to get him to your mother, understand?" You tried to stop the tears, absolutely terrified for your mate.

"Miles, please stay awake."

"(Y/N)!"

"Y-yes, sorry," You snapped out of it.

"Don't fucking snap at her," Miles croaked out, hissing as you both picked him up.

"Just shut up and don't breathe too quick. It will only make things worse," Neytiri said, helping push him onto a horse.

He actually did it.

He kept his word and made sure you were unharmed.

But Eywa help Miles or (Y/N) might just lose herself.

Bleeding Hearts

Part 13

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Now this was home.

The screeches and howls coming from above made my heart feel at ease. The familiar rocks and dirt beneath my feet, and the feeling of the wind running through my hair and whipping my face brought a small smile to my lips.

“Come on! Keep up, losers!” Spider cackled, having fun as the rest struggled to climb as naturally as us.

“Can the big bad Colonel Miles Quaritch not climb a rock?” I taunted, my fangs portruding as I grinned.

“Oh just you wait, cupcake. You ain’t seen nothing yet,” He grunted, and lost his footing. My hands reached out, gripping his forearm and helping him up.

“I highly doubt that,” I smirked, following Spider and ignoring the rest of the struggling demons.

I just hope Zephyr is alright.

Zephyr, my beautiful Ikran, was much larger than the others. That is the result of her being the rarity between a normal Ikran and Toruk. She’s beautiful with her red wings and large horn on her temple, and I am glad she chose me.

My only worry is that she would be anxious without me. I claimed her when I was only eight, since I did not wish to wait for my time to claim an Ikran for myself.

“Jesus Christ, they’re fucking loud,” Miles Quaritch groaned, having caught up to us.

“Only because you have baby ears.”

His head whipped to face me, “what did you say?”

“Baby ears,” I touched his ear, “it is smaller than most males this age. It is a dead giveaway that you are not Na’vi.”

They folded downwards and I laughed.

“I-I am sorry,” I laughed, covering my mouth.

“Mom! Come on!” Spider called out, and I followed the sound of his voice through the caves until the screeching got louder and louder.

A genuine grin crossed my face as I breathed in the air and my face hit the blinding sun. All around me are thousands of Ikran, none yet claimed, but the smile fell as I heard a gun click.

“I got this,” It was a tranquilzer bullet.

As Miles Quaritch took aim, Spider chuckled.

“What?”

“Na’vi kids younger than me do this with their bare hands,” Spider explained.

“Jake Sully did it the hard way?” He questioned.

“What do you think?” He retorted.

He looked hesitant, but set down the gun.

“How do you get one?” He asked me and I moved forward, grabbing my own queue.

“You grab yours and connect them, just like you would do with the horses. They will try to bite, so-”

“Got it,” He walked off.

“Skxawng,” I muttered under my breath.

“This is gonna be good,” Spider smirked.

“Move up,” Corporal pressed his gun into my back, and I moved forward. Immediately, an Ikran had taken a liking to him by hissing and presenting his fangs.

“It's you and me, Cupcake,” Miles Quaritch smirked.

It hissed once again, and he hissed back.

And punched it.

I blinked, never having seen that before, and he ran around it to have a chance by jumping onto it. It hissed, trying to throw him off, even by slamming its body into the rock and he hit his head.

“You were supposed to tie its mouth!” I shouted.

“Thanks a lot!”

His hands were gripped tightly onto it, and the creature saw that he would not give up so easily.

And flew off.

“Quaritch!” I shouted, my heart racing as I ran forward and bent down to look for him. But they either both fell or he did and it flew away.

“Fuck!”

“This is your fault!” The female hissed at me.

“Hey, let's calm down,” Corporal insisted.

“No! She told him about them! She knew he would die!”

Before I could even get a word out, I felt a sudden stinging sensation. It coursed through my entire body, starting from my neck.

“Ah!” I yelled out, collapsing in pain.

“Worthless bitch!” She kicked my face.

“Don’t touch her!” Spider shouted.

“That is enough!” He shoved her away and my ears perked up at the sound of yelling.

From Quaritch.

“Woohoo! That’s right!” He actually did it. He made the bond, effectively taming his own Ikran.

“Congratulations,” I gave a lazy smile, getting up but staggering. Spider helped me stay up, asking if I was okay and I nodded.

I did not need him to worry about me.

What I did not notice was the worry on Quaritchs’ face and how he noticed the remote in the female's hand.

Bleeding Hearts

Part 14

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“What did I say about using the shock collar?”

“Colonel, she-”

“What did I say?!” I said, louder this time and in her face.

Her ears folded back, “only to use it when the hostile is attacking or attempting to run away.”

“So then why did you use it? Think just because I could have been dead, you had free reign?” Seeing the look on Ninat’ia face and later seeing the small red mark around her neck made me. . .angry. I want to protect her, and keep her safe, but why? Because she’s the exact copy of Nina?

“No, Colonel.”

“Then what?”

“She cannot be trusted. She brought up the banshees, so she knew the risk. It was her plan - to get you killed,” She explained in a hush tone.

“So you think she was trying to get me killed?” I mused.

“Yes-”

“Even though she’s attached to Spider like he’s still got the umbilical cord on. The kid she would kill all of you to get to, despite having a tracker in his mask?” I questioned. Ninat’ia is not stupid, she knows the risks and would not risk his life for her own.

“I-I didn’t think about-”

“Exactly. You didn’t think you took action without the approval of me or Corporal Wainfleet.”

“But-”

“Dismissed,” I waved her off and she stomped out like a child.

Fuck.

I glanced at the prison she was held in, and saw her mindlessly playing with her hair. She was bored out of her mind, and had gotten thinner since being here and denying herself any food we gave her.

She’s stubborn, but it’s admirable.

My eyes widened when she held her stomach in pain, trying to suppress the hunger she felt. She would’nt even eat now, despite the great deal of pain she is in.

Shit, shit.

Obviously if I took her out to hunt, it would show favortism. It would show that I’m becoming like Sully and siding with the Na’vi, which is exactly how I felt.

I quickly scanned my card and the door opened with a click. She heard and stepped back, not knowing it was me coming in. I grabbed the collar and tossed it onto the table.

“We’re going out.”

Bleeding Hearts

Part 15

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“Where are we even going-?”

“Ssh!” I pressed my hand against his mouth, keeping us both down and hidden by the shrubs. We were both bent downwards, our eyes darting around till I had finally spotted it.

It is a Thanator, but more importantly, it is a mother. They are even more dangerous when they have someone to protect, and I glanced at Miles Quarictch before removing my hand.

“It’s raining. Isn’t she cold?” He questioned, his voice quiet.

“It does not matter,” I said, looking at him, “she has given birth and will not move them. She will use her body heat to keep them warm, or they will die.”

“What?!” I smacked his head, glancing to make sure she wasn’t looking for us.

“It is nature. If they die, then it was meant to be. It means their bodies were too weak for this world, and their energy will be given back to Eywa,” I explained.

"You say it like it's fair."

I looked at him, "it is not fair. Life is not fair, but Eywa gives and Eywa takes."

“What the fuck is this supposed to teach me?” His voice was still hushed, but his tone was harsh.

“You wish to learn about my world - my home. This is the harshest reality of it,” I explained, backing away slowly as to not scare her or alert her of our presence. Miles Quaritch began to do the same, slowly following my path.

“What do you do? When someone dies,” He asked as I got up and I grabbed his hands, luring it towards a leaf full of fresh water.

“We bury them within the earth, and the Atokirina begin to surround the body. They hover for a while before all leaving, and giving us permission to grieve and mourn,” I grabbed my own leaf, letting the water gently pour into my mouth. I drank all of it, greedy for the freshwater that I have been denied.

“Akotina?”

“Woodsprites,” I translated, wiping my mouth.

“Very pure spirits.”

“How are you not freezing your ass off?” He asked, shivering in his garments.

“I grew used to it,” I shrugged, moving along as the eclipse was fast approaching.

I found a spot underneath a tree as the rain began to pour onto us, and he was whining like a baby about being cold and wet.

Which is another reason why humans should not come here.

They will destroy the natural safety for comfort.

Like ignorant children.

“I’ve seen footage,” He started, making me look at him.

“Of you killing people. You almost got me.”

“I will do anything to defend my people. A trait you demons seem to not possess.”

“Hmm, I think you’re wrong,” He stated proudly, to which I scoffed.

“That’s why we’re here. We want a new home for our people, and will do anything to protect them.”

“All of them?” I questioned, looking in his eyes.

His demon eyes.

“No, just the ones who pay the most.”

I pointed at him, “and that is why we are nothing alike. You demons value wealth, and save yourselves. You are selfish and do not belong.”

“Yeah we are selfish,” He admitted, not being phased by my accusations.

And then he looked at me. He looked at me with a soft gaze that made me question the man they call Colonel. It made me question just who I was truly seeing. Was it the Colonel who died because he wished to take Pandora for humanity?

Or. . .someone new?

“It is something I have grown to hate about us. It’s why we’re here. We took too much and couldn’t give it back, but you,” His hand came up to my face and I almost flinched away as his thumb gently wiped my bottom lip.

“You’re the very best of the Na’vi. I have a lot to learn from you, Ninat’ia.”

I was listening to my playlist and Broken by Jonah Kegan came up, I could only think of bleeding hearts when I listened to it. Gave me the feels, not gonna lie 🥺

Holy shit. "Come and save me like you did when we were young" FUCKING HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK.

It really shows how Ninat’ia grew up loved and cared for, while Miles struggled after Nina's death and pushed all of that away.

Broken by Jonah Kagen is officially the sad anthem of Bleeding Hearts

Bleeding Hearts

Part 16

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Miles p.o.v.

Who the fuck is she?

It’s been a question on my mind since I found out that Nina Rodriguez and Ninat’ia share the exact same DNA profile. I see Nina in her smile, I see Nina in the way she gets angry with me - I see Nina in her heartbreak and in her tears.

Is she Nina?

It made my head throb just thinking about it. Because of course not - she’s Na’vi and was born as the sister of Mrs. Sully. She’s different.

She’s fucking blue for Christs sake.

"I do not care what happens to me, but I will kill you. I will not stop until your blood is on my hands.”

And when the Na’vi make promises, they keep them. It is like a blood oath to them, and even then, the humans will break it if it means they can survive or atleast live another day to be selfish.

Even if she smiles at me now or even if she laughs at my ears, she will kill me. She will stand before me with her own knife and slit my throat. She will watch me die if it means Pandora is safe.

Because at the end of the day, I am her captor.

And she is not Nina.

“You good, Colonel?” Wainfleet asked, stopping by my room.

“Yeah, ju-”

“Hope that crazy bitch didn’t do anything to you out there.”

I wanted to strangle him. Why? Because in my heart, all I could see was him killing Nina.

She’s not Nina.

She’s not fucking Nina.

I had to make sure that it was drilled into my skull.

“Nah, she’s just a little kitty. Even had to shock her as a reminder,” I waved the remote in my hand, smiling at Lyle and horrified that such a thing even crossed my mind.

“Have a goodnight, Colonel,” He patted the side of the entrance, giving me a nod before leaving and I wanted to throw the remote against the wall. Stomp on it - just to make sure that I didn’t have to see that look of helplessness in her eyes again.

What I was unaware of was how troubled Ninat’ia was herself.

Did I just ignore the signs because of what she had previously told me? Maybe, or I just thought I had to be crazy that she would even consider doing anything with me.

I wandered out of my room, the only thing illuminating me being my own body and the small gadgets. No light illuminated from either cell. My ears twitched at the sound of Spider snoring, and I smiled softly.

I looked behind me, to where Ninat’ias’ cell is, and heard nothing from it. I squinted, trying to find her body in the darkness, and spotted her sleeping on the floor and curled up into a ball.

I didn’t want to wake either of them, and made my way back to my room. I think I ignored it because it had to be me just being tired as shit, but now I know that my ears did not betray me.

Within the confines of her cell and in the shelter of darkness, my ears twitched at the breathy sound of my own name.

For both my Bleeding Hearts and You Are Mine series, the taglist is closed. Keeping track of people asking me in different chapters, or thru messaging or sending an ask - too much for my college brain rn

If you haven't noticed, I've stopped writing for Bleeding Hearts and You Are Mine. I'm in college and didn't realize how writing on here, wattpad and trying to keep my grades up would effect me mentally. I'll finish them during the summer but for now they're on hold.

So as y’all can tell I haven’t really been active on here anymore. I’d like to let y’all know that I’ll be removing all my work from here because I don’t feel like it’s as good as it could be.

I’ll be starting over from scratch because I want to make sure my writing is good quality and I also want to get good enough to take commissions! I’m also working on staring up a YouTube so when that happens I’ll let y’all know.

I hope with all the time I’ve taken offline that I can just become a better artist in general.

This does mean that every fanfic that I’ve posted so far will be taken down because I want to revise them to ensure you readers are getting something you actually like. I’m not gonna disappear from the internet but I do think that I need to make sure I’m in a stable place before I return.

Don’t worry though, when I’m back I’ll have a bunch of fics for y’all (I might start working on something for a certain stranger things character)

Thank you and goodbye for now!

Quaritch & Neytiri are both the most insane characters in this franchise and would fistfight each other in hell

The way the scene of Kitty telling Spider he’s not his father, and then how it immediately cuts to Na’vi Quaritch, FKRWORKCDKDKFHFHAKSSASASDHKLIJG I’M DYING