Ma Lo'ak

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A/N: guys, i'm so sry again😔......... LMAO GOT U. anywho, I hate writing lo'ak sh sm😓 LIKE NOOO MY BBY. it just makes sense to me for him to do that, and that being his way to cope. it also helps me show how much jake's parenting has truly affected him. I also write it in case ppl can relate to it (I srsly hope u can't) bc ik how helpful it can be to have urself and issues represented in writing, especially with a comfort character!! same goes for the whole li'laak/tarsem abuse thing. LOL sry my notes r so long😭

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I quickly gathered my things and silently hid behind a tree. The eerie noises persisted, and I closed my eyes with bated breath, trying to gain the confidence to peek around the tree.

After a few moments of an excruciating inner-battle, I moved just enough so I could see past the tree.

Oh, shit.

It was a camp- a demon camp. They were a few trailers, accompanied by several tents and fireplaces scattered across a clearing in the forest- which I'm sure they cleared themselves.

I inched a little around the tree- now being close enough to hear a conversation happening nearby between what looked to be a soldier and a scientist.

Their mutterings began to make sense, and I made out only a few snippets of the obviously longer discussion they had been having- "When is he gonna attack, has he told you guys yet?"

"Nah, hasn't told as a thing. But- what I do know, is that he's gonna hit, and soon." The person speaking snickered, chewing their gum as they continued- a smirk now present onn their mouth. "Tell them Sully kids they better watch out- parents too."

I gasped- quickly realizing my mistake and clasping a hand over my mouth whilst hiding my body with the tree.

The talking stopped for a moment- but soon resumed, and I closed my eyes in relief.

Quaritch was going to attack the Sully family- no, my family, in a matter of days- soon, really soon. I had to tell them, and quickly.

I crept out of earshot of the Sky People, making a mental note to where I was and starting my journey back towards the Omatikaya clan.

Even though I had been simply wondering around for the past week or two- I still was very careful to remember where I had come from and how to get back (if needed).

A million thoughts raced through my head as I walked- or I suppose you could say jogged back to my clan. The most prominent one being- my family is in danger, but it was accompanied by a million unwanted ones as well.

Would Lo'ak be mad? Of course he would, I've probably put him through hell and back- or he just doesn't care.  No, he does- and if he doesn't, well- well then I'll just have to take it and find out when I get back.

What about Neytiri- or Neteyam, everyone else, would they be mad?

I estimated I would be back by tomorrow evening. I hadn't really travelled that far, but the distance seemed longer since I was frolicking and constantly stopping.

I felt horrible. How could I ever do this to Lo'ak? I don't know how he would ever forgive me- and if he didn't love me before, he definitely didn't love me now.

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Lo'ak had fallen into a deep pit of depression.

By now it had been a full week or so- he wasn't counting (the days were now a blur) since Li'laak had left. And at this point, all hopes Lo'ak had of her returning, were now diminished- gone and never to return.