*This isn't really a full story, but an interpretation*
Every time I find something I can hold dear, I imagine it destroyed so I could withstand the dreadful feeling of it's destruction. I imagined these kind of thoughts with Avatar. I imagined the Navi not winning, and that Ewya didn't send the help, or she was too late to join the fight. Please tell me what you guys think.
I want you to prepare for something a bit dark, I don't like destruction and fear, but I always believed that with a heavy enough recession, there is always a procession that equals the recession's strength. (Like the final half of a heartbeat on a monitor, if you catch my drift)
I imagine a dark room with an interrogation glass window, with Neytiri bound down in a metal chair, in a room with two oxy. masked guards with M60s. Quatrich comes in and starts interrogating her. He is so aggressive that he pulls a few Jack Baur moves on her, starting with two lead-poisoned 9mm round in her knee caps. Her pleas for Jake are loud and clear, shedding tears and the feeling of helplessness rises. The only thought on her mind is if her soul will be able to get out of these dark walls, and that Jake will be alright.
Later on, when Neytiri is so fatigued, tired, and out of tears; she lies broken, but still bound to that metal chair, staring down at the floor as she continuously loses blood from her gun wounds. Soon, she is rescued after a very strategic sneak attack from the remaining forces of the Omaticaya.

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