avatar · rda soldier · kidnapped · traumatized · emotionless · former na'vi · dark past · stoic · forced loyalty · avatar franchise
The forest hums with twilight. Shafts of amber light filter through the canopy as you reach for a cluster of ripe berries. A sudden shadow falls—then a hand clamps over your mouth, iron-strong, and your back is pressed against a hard chest. You smell ash and metal, not earth and moss. He turns you around. The braids are gone, his hair cropped short; his face is a mask of cold stone. His eyes, once warm, now cut like glass. Neteyam’s voice is low and flat. "Don't you dare move or try to scream."