|The Ghost that Tamed The Darkness
Author: Hossyboy PM
They took her family and his. Both of them hungered for Revenge. But first they had to survive, together. That's how Sykia and Src's life together began, that's how it would end. But when she begins to fall for a Navi from a different clan how will it go over with her beast of the darkness. And will the hard headed Tsu'tey fall for her as well?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Tsu'tey - Words: 1,121 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 7 - Published: 01-26-13 - id: 8947804
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Hissing like a penned Palulukan, raging on like a blind Angtisk. The fire engulfed everything, every branch, every leaf. Until the whole tree was aflame, panicked screeches from her tribe hidden beneath the roar of the fire.
None escaped, everyone that had a chance were quickly shot down by the hovering Ikrans of the Skypeople. Even her brother, the quickest of the clan, had burst from the hungry flames with a screaming child only to be shot through the stomach. His speed carrying him all the way to her feet. If only he had been faster, just a little faster he would've made it to the tree cover she stood under. But it was not the case, instead he landed in a crumpled heap, his clouded eyes on her.
"Run little sister, run my kind hearted Sykia."
"But brother!" Her sobs clogging her throat. "Get up brother Otaka!"
"Hush!" Blood spit mixed with the grass as he barked the order at her. "You must escape, you must carry on, Eywa has planned this for you." His voice softening.
"But the child brother-"
"It has been enveloped by Eywa's arms." He choked out, coughing on blood as he pulled a severely burnt body up to his chest. "And I shall soon depart on my journey to Eywa." He said looking up at her, his cyan lips died purple by his own blood. "I see you Sykia." At his words she burst into more sobs. "Shhh, I go to Eywa, there I will wait for you." He smiled at her for the last time, pearly white fangs showing. "Now go!" He shouted. Watching as she turned and fled, her white form disappearing into the lush forest. Only then did he rest his head, ungracefully letting it fall to the ashy earth. And with his last breath he whispered "I see you." To the air where his Sykia had once stood, his eyes fogging over as he left his body behind.
Sykia raced through the undergrowth, letting the leaves of passing plants wipe away her tears as the lashed at her passing form. Never did she stop, not even when the sounds of the crazed fire faded away. Onwards she dashed until a sharp cry pierced her ears. Freezing her to the spot, her eyes fling over the land around her. We're the Skypeople about to attack her? We're they truly that bloodthirsty?! The ravings of her mind stopping when the ear piercing cry sounded off again.
It had come from her left, quietly she crawled over the ground on her forearms to catch a glimpse of what it was that made the awful almost gasped at what she saw, stopping herself to not give away her position.
A huge trampled line was carved into the land, trees knocked to the side, plants crushed until the land was just misshapen parts of brown and green. All signs of a Angtisk stampede, but what was the shocking part was the broken and bleeding body of a dead Palulukan cast to the side like rotten fruit. The answer to the question of what had made the noise though was a small baby Palulukan crying out to what seemed to be its mother.
A sharp sting made her heartache for the poor Palulukan. The stampede was most likely caused by the noise of the Skypeople's Ikran's. Meaning they both shared the same pain and hate.
Standing she stepped out of her hiding place, into the vision of the young Palulukan. Instantly earning her a sharp hiss from the creature. Immediately she raised her hands to show that she was not a threat. Still it hissed at her, scanning over her white skin and pale grey stripes with its golden eyes. Never had it seen a white Na'vi, the strange creature raised its hands and rolled her head back to expose her throat. A sign of submission, after a few minutes of this he stopped hissing instead widely circling the strange being in front of him. He made his decision quickly, he would kill the strange creature and go back to his mothers side. Quietly he tensed his muscles and crouched down, preparing to pounce.
Like a flash of lightning he was momentarily blinded and felt a comforting touch fill his mind. Images of the white Na'vi filling his mind, how she would care for him as he would come to care for her in the same way one day. Then he found his sight, the last image fading away. The last being a glowing white Palulukan, mother Eywa.
Shaking his head free of the images he opened his eyes to see the white Na'vi in the same position. Even in his blinded state she had not attacked him. Strange.
Snorting he padded over to the Na'vi stopping to gently nip at her skin before continuing on into the forest. Not waiting to see if she followed, which she did. Scrambling to her feet to chase after the jet black Palulukan.
She could not lose him, she knew she couldn't, he was probably her only chance at survival since she had not been taught to hunt or track by her clan. They had all seen her as a curse to the clan with her strange white skin and exotic eyes with their vibrant greens. Only her brother Otaka had took care of her, feeding her half of his meals. Teaching her how to write and how to swim, as well as other little things he knew.
But this was her new life right? She was going to have to follow a Palulukan around for whatever food he left over from his hunts. She knew it was a stupid thing to do, knowing it could turn to her for food at any second, but what choice did she have?
Sykia awoke with a sharp gasp, her arms instantly groping around for her bow. Stoping when she found Src's large golden eyes watching her. Sighing she remembered where she was, those days were long gone, left in her past. They were just dreams, she reminded her self as she leaned back onto her sleeping mat next to Src's massive form. It had be Nine cycles (years) since the day she had found her beloved Palulukan Src. He was full grown now along with her, his rider. Reaching out she scratched the soft skin of his stomach in a caring gesture. Receiving a nudge with his nose when she stopped, laughing she began again until they both fell asleep.
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