Unity

Chapter 9: True Tsaheylu

3rd pov:

"True Tsaheylu, what  is that, Neytiri, you know what this is?"

"Yes, I was raised to be Tsahik remember, I studied these stories but that's what I thought they were, just stories, it can't be...my son can't be..." Neytiri stared at the ground in disbelief.

"Kids can you step out of then tent, not you Neteyam." Jake looked at the siblings.

"No way we're staying here." Lo'ak said.

"Yeah Neteyam's our big brother we wanna know what's going on with him." Tuk backed him up.

"Ma'am, what is true Tsaheylu?" Kiri approached the Kanako Tsahik.

"Come everyone, look," She opened the book placing it down on an altar like structure, "Long ago, at the time of the first songs, there were only two Na'vi clans, one of them lived on the ground, flourishing with the earth, and the other longed to be with the sky, choosing to live as far away as possible on the summit of Mount Chakeweya, one day, in the ground clan, the chief, Natako's wife bore a boy, the first successor of any clan, the Olu'ektan rejoiced, not for the birth of his child, but because he was to have a successor before his rival, the chief of the mountain clan, Matuwe. A season before, the mountain chief's wife bore a girl, back then a girl was not accepted to be a leader, he was disappointed, but the news of Natako's son boiled his blood. From then on the rivalry became so hostile anyone from either tribe attempting to enter the other's territory or interact with one another was strictly banned. Matuwe tried and tried for a son but Eywa had willed him 5 daughters. 25 years after the first children were born, they met at the first ever Tree of Voices, naturally they had attempted to kill each other, but upon first contact the understood they were destined for one another, falling madly in love. The children had realised they had seen each other in their dreams, visions, drawings since birth, but they knew their clans would never approve so that night they went home with the plan to run away. But Matuwe caught Natako's son trying to enter his village, the son was immediately killed, his throat slit with not a breath left in his body. Matuwe's daughter wailed with such grief she shook her father's soul, carrying her love to their Tree of Voices, there she begged Eywa to give her the strength of reviving her love, a seed from the tree landing on his queue. The daughter bonded with her fated partner, forming true Tsaheylu-an immortal and determined love forged by our Great Mother herself. And for the first (and what I thought was the only time), Eywa granted a Na'vi her power over life and death. The daughter's tears sealed the wound together and her touch poured life back into him. He lived and the two left their families at once for the ocean. The tale is learned by the Tsahik of the 3 big clans, the Omaticaya as the ground clan, the Kanako as the mountain clan and the Metakayina as the clan created by true Tsaheylu. The gift is such a great love and Eywa's strength as never been seen since, until now I suppose."

"What were their names, the son and daughter?" Kiri asked.

"Neteyam...Neteyam was the son's name, I named your brother after him in hoped he would be as noble, passionate and loyal to those he loved." Neytiri said, looking at her son who still kneeled with his arms over the unconscious girl, but he was listening, confusion written all over his face.

"And the daughter's name was Kolanan, Kokoam's wife named her that after her father rejected his daughter due to her gender, she wanted her to be as tough and resilient as the daughter of Matuwe." The Tsahik said, "I believe these two possess true Tsaheylu, but I must make this clear, if Kokoam was to ever find out, he would kill both of them or find a way to harvest their powers for his own good, he is not a man who cares much for Eywa's will, he scoffs at our Great  Mother. This must stay a secret, and under no circumstances are you two to mate, Toruk Makto I advise you send you son home-"