𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | neteyam x oc

63.

"Rhea! Rhea wait!" I hear Tarsem's voice calling after me as I kept walking towards the war room.

I ignore him. I am so angry. My fists just kept clenching again and again. I feel like my nails will end up wounding my hands. All I wanted to do was strike. To kill them for what they did to this woman. They attacked an innocent villager for nothing. And they declared war.

"We are striking. Now." I say.

That is all I wanted to do. Exterminate them. Rip their skulls off their bodies and show them to never ever mess with us again. Tarsem's voice echoes again in my ears and I turn around.

"We are not Rhea!

- They declared war by attacking one of us! We have to." I say.

I was so mad. So mad at them. This woman didn't deserve to die for this. She was innocent and they still killed her, only to provoke us. And I know we shouldn't answer them by attacking but I can not let that slide. I suddenly see Neteyam's silhouette walking over us with Jake, Neytiri and Lo'ak.

"Rhea! Please don't do that." Jake says.

They get closer to us. I sigh. I know they are going to prevent me to do that. But I will convince Tarsem to strike. As Olo'eyktan, he can not stay here arms crossed. He has to do something. Jake slides his hand on my shoulder but I make him stop.

"No... Please." I sigh.

I take a deep breath trying to calm down. My heart was beating so fast in my rib cage. I was supposed to save them from the sky people and I miserably failed. I failed because this woman died. I am so mad at them and at myself.

"They attack one of us. They attack all of us." I say with a frown as I look up at Jake.

I turn back to Tarsem and he meets my gaze. I am determined to convince him to strike and to kill all of them. Every single one of them. I won't have pity. I won't be nice because I am fucking done being nice.

"Please Tarsem. Give me your green light. We can not let them exterminate our people like this! A life for a life. I say as I clench my jaw.

- No. What you want is a life for lives." He whispers.

I clench my jaw a little more as I scrunch my nose in an angry way. I look away. Why can't he understand? Why can't they understand? Are they really going to let that slide? One of us died today and they all act ignorant. We must protect the realm. The forest and its people and they are doing to very opposite of it.

"This is your duty as Olo'eyktan." I say.

I look back at him. Of course I want to kill them for killing this woman. But she is not the only one they murdered. They murdered thousands and I want to avenge them. Every single of them. Children. Mothers. Fathers. Sisters and brothers. Tarsem squints his eyes as he presses his lips together, looking down at me.

He is not far from to give me the green light. And if he does, I will jump on the first flying bird I see to avenge them. I will bring whoever wants to avenge their family. Their friends. Tarsem is about to give me his green light when Neteyam lays his hand on my shoulder, he faces Tarsem.

"No sir. Please. Do not do this." He begs Tarsem.

I frown as I look at Neteyam. Traitor. I grab his wrist to make him turn to me. He meets my angry gaze. I speak up, scolding at him.

"Neteyam. I say firmly.

- You said we lost this war because we weren't strategic. And you are doing the same. Please think before rushing in headlong." He whispers.

I squint my eyes as I tilt my head to the side. He was right. But we don't have time to waste. We don't have time to think of a strategy. It's been two weeks but these two weeks have been feeling like months and months. I don't want to think of a strategy. I want to strike as soon as possible.