Chapter Sixteen

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"We're looking for radios, comms, any piece of tech!" The recons and humans in mech suits search through a Metkayina village, tearing through crafted fabrics and maruis without any remorse.

Some Na'vi getting shocked with close range tazers, being pushed to their knees.

"This man, looking for Jake Sully here in village?" Quaritch holds up a screen to the Olo'eyktan and Tsahik. They glance at each other in confusion at his words.

"What?" Lyle pulls her by the queue, pushing her down and making the Olo'eyktan yell out for his mate.

"Shut it!" Spider paces in front of them, trying not to throw up at the recons destroying the village.

"That man is forest Na'vi, you will find him in the forest, far away from here." Quaritch turns to a pale Spider for answers.

"Now what's he saying?"

"They haven't seen him, these are sea people. Forest people don't come here." He breathes in heavy, watching other Na'vi fight back seeing their tsahik on the floor.

"Nah I ain't buying that." He pushes the screen to the Tsahik, waving for Lyle to let go, another recon taking his place.

"Where is this man?" She looks to her people, being pulled back to face Quartich.

"He is not here!" The Olo'eyktan shifts on his knees to Spider.

"Tell them to go away, the man you are looking for is not here." Spider nods, hand up to clam him.

"Mawey." He looks up at Quaritch before speaking.

"They don't know anything." This doesn't please the man who turns to the sea. Lifting a hand, he points to a curious ilu peeking at its riders.

"Shoot that animal." Lyle fires at the ilu, the creature making a pained noise before falling flat onto the water, blood colouring it's surroundings.

"What the hell are you doing!" Spider backs up as the villagers cry out for the now dead animal, having to be restrained tighther.

"Go away!" The Tsahik cries to them as Quaritch grips the Olo'eyktan's head, earning hisses from her and their people.

"Now you see what these things can do huh? Where is Jake Sully, Toruk Makto?!" The man swallows thickly, glancing at the gun in front of him.

"He is not here!" Spider wanted to cry at the scene, feeling utterly helpless.

"Put her down." Lyle shoves the tsahik's face into the ground, gun pressing to her head making the villagers hiss and Olo'eyktan beg, getting shocked.

"You make it real clear to him if he doesn't give up Sully, we kill the tsahik." Quaritch points to Spider then to the crying woman. Spider backs up, shaking his head.

"No. I'm not doing that. I'm not gonna be apart of this." Quartich wipes his mouth, raising his gun.

"That right?" He challenges him as Spider glances around at the struggling Na'vi, some rising from their knees to help their leaders only to be pinned flat, voltage sent to their backs and ribcages.

"These people don't know anything. They don't know anything." Tears gather in his eyes as Lyle presses down harder.

"We really gonna waste her?" Quaritch contemplates, Spider turning to beg him now.

"Please don't do this. This is wrong, what you're doing here is wrong!" Spider raises both arms hands, pointing at the wrecked village.

"Burn the hootches." Lyle let's the Tsahik go, she crawls to her mate, him meeting her halfway in the sand.

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