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Prompt what if Spider jumped out of the Samson at the beginning of the movie. We’re are in some serious cannon divergence.

The cold air of the ship brought him out of his daze. He peeks around the cabin there is an emergency flare. He didn’t think anyone would follow them but they could find his body. Spider wasn’t Navi but he didn’t belong to the humans either. Eywa he could belong to her, he never met her. But then again Kiri’s Ma only knew Eywa when she died. Rolling down he kicks when a hand grabs him. It was quick after that he grabs the flare diving from the open hole. Free falling he uncaps the flare. One year ago when he was supposed to go to Bridgehead he refused. His best friends refused to let him go. Now as he falls the long way down to the ground he’s at peace. This was for the best after all he didn’t have a purpose not as a scientist or as a soldier.

Quaritch just stares as the boy falls brighter than a rocket. Lyle puts a hand on his shoulder. “Oh yeah that’s your kid alright.”

“Dad?” Neteyam points as the long red strike like shooting star falls to the ground.

Lo’ak let’s out a horse laughs half horrified, he jumped. “That’s so spider

Kiri pushes always. “Dad go catch him.”

Before he can even call Bob Neteyam drops from the tree his mount Rocky rises into the sky. Neytiri feels her heart stop. “Neteyam came back. Jake get him.”

Jake was already on Bob racing to the falling boy. “Neteyam.”

However before either father or son could catch the falling boy another creature of Pandora does. “Shit.” Neteyam veers out-of-the-way as the mighty Tourk comes down, catching Spider easily in his giant claws.

They crash land on a cliff face as the might symbol flys towards High Camp. “Dad, what was that?”

Jake didn’t know he’d looked for Tourk when the humans came back but his old friend was nowhere to be found. “Come on, we have to get your sisters and brother back to camp.”

When they land at camp Mo’at and Norm are there. Norm in avatar form holding an O2 can. “Jake why is Tourk on our roof why does he have Spider?”

“Spider was captured by evil avatars.” Tuk says with no hesitation.

Kiri hugs her grandmother. “They tried to take him but he escaped. Then Tourk came down and caught him. Did he bring him back?”

Mo’at holds the girl. “Yes.”

“Where is he in the shacks?” Lo’ak ask moving toward the human dwellings. Neytiri hissed at him, keeping him in place.

“No umm…” Norm says his voice trails off unsure.

He looks at Mo'at. “Trouk guards the boy. He will not let any pass. Jake his mask he will not have long left.”

Nodding Jake takes the O2. “I’ll be right back.”

Trouk had set up on the top of the mountain, Jake was nearing exhaustion when he stood before the great beast. He spotted Spiders long form labored breathing. The fall from a tree plus the free fall and the force that was exerted onto him when he was caught by the dragon. Added that he was needing more oxygen. He steps forward, “Hey buddy, long time no see.”

His tail whips around throwing Jake off the mountain. Reaching out his fingers as he tried to grip the cliff. When he enters the cave without Spider, with bleeding hands he seeks out Mo’at. “This is a grave sign.”

“What do you mean?”

“Trouk sees the boy as his own.” She puts his hands into bowls. “A child to be guarded and cared for. He will not surrender him easily.”

Outside his three older children listen. “Cause he thinks Spider is a fledgling?”

She doesn’t answer right away, odd for Mo’at who always seems to know everything. “Tourk is a powerful tool of Eywa. She guides him, all the years that boy has lived among us yet she’s never met him.”

It tugs at Jake’s heart, Neytiri had never allowed him to the tree of souls not even when she let other humans in. “Is this a punishment?”

“No.” The woman says in a maybe tone. “It is simply our Mother telling even the most blind among us who Spider is.”

That makes Kiri smile. She knew Spider was one of them from the beginning. Her mother didn’t see him she only saw his father who wasn’t him. Her Spider was kind respectful to Ewya and never raised a hand in anger to any of the people.

“Then why didn’t he let me take him?”

“You are blind about him too. Your failure to act has caused your old friend to become angry for himself and Eywa. It will be the next Tourk who will bring Spider down.”

That was all the kids needed to hear as they left the cave. Neteyam stood before the great beast picking up the oxygen. If he could do this then he would be Tourk the clans would follow him he could use it to unite the clans. Mother would support his claim. His father didn’t want to lay siege to the city. Grandmother said Tourk taking Spider was because his Dad didn’t act. He holds out his kreu, the long neck comes down. “That’s right I’m-“

With a swift flick of the head Neteyams whole body was thrown against the wall. Not off the mountain as his father. “That didn’t work.”

Rolling her eyes Kiri takes the O2. “Oh I wonder why? You have to care about Spider to pass Tourk.”

Those words hurt. He cares about Spider but his mother said he needed to be firm with humans. Spider wasn’t a scientist like Norm. While it was fun to play as kids they weren’t children. He was heir to the olo’ektan and spider was there. Always around entertaining Tuk and her friends while warriors were fighting. Then he would be off with Kiri and Lo’ak forging, it kept them from getting into trouble. He would also take the young hunters out to hunts coming back with small game. Sitting on the mountain he thinks back over the whole year. He was so busy trying to be a warrior like his Dad he forgot his people, his siblings and the new generation; they all needed a guide too. Had Spider filled that role, he was a learned hunter; the only thing that stopped him was the taming of an ikran. Leaning back he feels his own eyes full with tears.

“Whoa are you hurt bro?”

He did have pain; it wasn't in his physical body but in his heart. “I’m a shwang.”

“You really are.” Kiri stands reached out, she had no desire for glory. All she wanted was for Spider to be okay. Touching the face she feels the need to protect in Tourk too. “Please, I need him. He’s my best friend.” Really Spider understood how she felt like an outsider. She was weird. He was too. They weren’t the same species but they loved each other fiercely. So much that she refused to leave without him. He carried her when she was hurt and fought for her. Was ready to die for her and if he died she was sure a part of her would die too.

Tourk was glad he felt the love flowing from this gentle soul. She lacked the fire needed to protect him. Pushing her back with his head he looks intently at her. Her love was good but he needed to be sure that this strange creature would be protected as well as loved.

Turning away the girl has tears as the final boy takes his stand. He to looks beyond to the small man child.

Lo’ak stands feeling very sure that he would fail but he had to try. Spider was his brother; they had been friends since he could remember. Tourk tries to push him back like with Neteyam but he jumps up running along the neck. Then sliding down his back to Spider. He pushes on his shoulder. “Bro its okay I’m here. There are thin bleeding lines from where branches had nicked his skin. “Your gonna be okay.”

The deep growl makes him turn. “Snarling holding out his knife he slashed at the symbol of his father. “I know you don’t want me here but he does.” He points at Spider whose mask was flashing red. “Let me fix him then I’ll go.”

The Tourk lays his head down in submission. Lo’ak pulls out the old canister putting in a fresh one holding Spider. “Come on big bro wake up.”

He groans, “Lo’ak?”

“Yeah.” Standing he holds him like an oversized baby. “Come on let’s get you home.”

“Home?” He asks in a light dazed tone. “No home.”

“Hey bro,” Neteyam says, putting a hand on his head. “Your home is always with us.”

Spider is sure he’s dying; it had been a long time since Neteyam had said anything like that. He leans into the warmth. If this was death he was okay with that because he was dying surrounded by the people who cared about him.

When his older kids came into camp with his middle son carrying Spider Jake was astounded. Kiri calls for Norm, who takes him to the shacks immediately. Tuk climbs into Neteyams arms. “Did you get him from Tourk?”

Neteyam smiles a very prideful expression twitching his ears. “Nope it was Lo’ak.”

Kiri stays in the shacks with Spider. “Hey Monkey Boy.”

He makes a dim huh sound.

Norm puts a hand on Spider's head. “It’s okay.” He looks at Kiri. “We gave him a sedative. He's got three broken ribs and a concussion.”

“Will he be okay?”

“Oh yeah Spider’s the toughest kid on Pandora.”

He didn’t look tough, his body having been washed was without his blue painted stripes. How would the animal’s respect him now? She would repaint him, she decided. “I hate that he’s alone.”

“I’ll stay with him.” Norm says feeling a tremendous sense of failure and despair. Rather than be taken he was ready to kill himself. His dedication to the mission was too much for a kid. Even a wild one like him.

Kiri was the last one to make it to her family’s tent when her mother fussed over her. “Ma Kiri, you need a rest, it's been a long day.”

She settled on her dads side needing the comfort of her father. Tuk was between both parents. Neteyam was on his moms side with Lo’ak, who was snuggled by his older brother. In the dim light their mother starts a song. It was an old song that put them all to sleep.

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In the morning Kiri wakes up early, she finds her berry was under ripe meaning the blue she painted would be much darker, generally it would mean his stripes would be longer lasting. Mashing the berry into a pulp wakes Neyeyam who would normally leave her to her childish task as he calls it hold out a hand. “Can I help?”

Kiri smiles, handing over the mash. “Sure.” She moves on to the fire. It is still early but she puts a few handfuls of wolf grains in a cook pot. Given all that happened yesterday her dad would likely be in meetings today ones she will give witness to. Tuk perks up her ears alert to the sound of Neteyam pounding gently at the pulp.

She moves over to her basket of crafts. Taking a long string out, she started a bracelet. It was traditional to make a gift for a sick friend. Spider was her favorite friend, he would play Trouk with her when everyone else was busy. He gave her piggy back rides when she was tired and. A sob escaped her lips.

Her mother wakes to the sad sound. “Oh baby do you have a nightmare?”

“No.” She hides in mothers chest. “I’m worried about Spider.” She hiccups, “He should be here with us.”

“Tuk he’s…” All three of her children glare at her, even Neteyam is daring daring her to say Spider wasn’t one of them. “He is resting in the shacks.”

“But Spider doesn’t sleep.” Tuk says plainly holds the half strung bracelet. “He’s always up helping to forage or hunt. Then at night he’s in the shacks cleaning. I never see him sleep.”

The humans were figuring that out too the avatars equipment needed to be recalibrated every night before links and the bio-labs needed to be decontaminated. So waking up they looked around finding they couldn’t link for the day or some sample had spoiled in the night.

Max starts the recalibration frustrated. “Hey who forgot to do this last night.”

They all stare around each person looking around. They never did it before. A man enters the room smelling like sulfur. “Which one of you guys was on cleaning duty last night?”

Again they all said I don’t clean labs.

It was with sudden and unexpected stupidity they all looked to the normally empty hook. Spider’s mask was there when he would normally be gone already but not before starting some breakfast. There was a mask charged and ready with no breakfast. Norm passes out emergency rations. They all eat bland tasteless food.

Lo’ak helped Tuk finish her bracelet. “This is good.”

She beams but Neytiri grimaces when her small daughter says. “Spider taught me. He said our hands are the same size. His patterns are much better though.”

“He is older than you.” Neteyam says handing Kiri the paste. “He’s older than all of us.”

Jake puts a hand on his son’s shoulder. “You're more responsible.”

He jerks away, if that was true Tuk would have learned to weave from him. Kiri would have picked this berry with him. He would have been with his siblings yesterday. Spider was there, he was off playing soldier.

To say he was surprised to wake-up in the shacks was an understatement. Norm was there to, “Hey Norm.”

The man hugs him. “Your awake, I'm so glad.”

“What happened, how did I get here?” Not dead, he was sure of that. If he was dead he wouldn’t be in a shack.

“Um…”

Before Norm can say another word all the Sully’s spill into the room. Tuk as the only one small enough hugs him comfortably. “Aww nice to see you too.”

“Tuk.” Neteyam scolds. He freezes Neteyam was there to probably to get them out for chores. It was very sad that he used to think he and Neteyam would be buddies forever. Then slowly he drifted away. But he was Jake’s heir, the next olo’ektan he had duties. Unlike Lo’ak and Kiri he couldn’t play with the stray human. He sits down next to his ears flat in submission. He was upset. “How do you feel?”

“Good.”

“Your a terrible liar bro.”

All three of them rise eyebrows, Neteyam didn’t call Spider Bro anymore. Spider blushes then answers truthfully. “Sore, what happened to me?”

Tuk leaps off giving a great re-telling. In one hand is her Tourk the other a small stick . “You fell out of the sky ship.” She drops the stick, “But then out of the night Tourk came down he caught you.” She looks around standing on a chair. “He flew you back home safe. But Tourk wouldn’t let anyone come get you.” Balancing the stick on the back of the chair she takes a pebble from her waistband. “Dad he goes up boom.” Using the Tourk she flicks the pebble off across the room. “Dad couldn't, Tourk was mad.” She pauses looking at her siblings. “Why was Tourk mad at Daddy?”

“Um…” They all trade nervous looks.

Spider feels a darker undercurrent that his removal from Tourk while entertaining seemingly had dual meanings. “Keep going Tuk-Tuk, I like this telling.”

Her ears twitch excitedly. “Then Neteyam tried to but Tourk refused again.” The wooden creature with less force kicks the pebble to the seat of the chair. “Kiri went next.” A leaf Kiri stands before the toy. It smells her. “While he did like her better he still wouldn’t let you go. The leaf falls sadly to the pebble. “Finally Lo’ak stood in front of Tourk.” A Lo’ak stick stands. “He jumped onto the head sliding down the back to reach you. Impressed Tourk, let him take you.” The toy leans on the wall supported by the wall. The stick Lo’ak picks up the stick Spider. “And Lo’ak brought you home with us and you’ve been asleep since then.”

They all clap as gives a bow, it was a good story all Na’vi appreciated good storyteller’s. Tuk sits back on the bed. “I’m glad your okay.”

“He too.”’ Holds out his hand. “Thanks for coming back for me guys.

Neteyam pressed his head to Spiders' tears in his yellow eyes. “Of course your the little big brother.”

Kiri seeing they need a minute, says. “Come on Tuk, let's see if we can find some chocolate bars.”

Raided chocolate was a delicacy. Tuk whispers in his ear. “I’ll bring you some back.”

The three of them leave. Which only makes Spider more nervous. “Am I in trouble?

“No.” He stands backing away he was being to forward. “Um…Damn i…” Even though he didn’t have eyebrows he still rubbed the space where they would be. “I haven’t been a good friend to you.”

“No. Tyem your just busy you're a warrior you…” Tourk knocked him down, Neteyam held himself to high standards. This would be a blow to his ego Spider knew that it “Look I don’t know why Trouk didn’t let you.”

“Cause I didn’t want to save you!” He shouts not letting Spider take the blame like when they were kids. “I just wanted to impress my Mom and Dad.” He kneels down crying again. “I wasn’t worried about you or scared that you might die.”

This was a strange day, maybe the strangest of his life. He stands walking over with Tyem on his knees. They are the same height. Spider puts a hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay I’m okay besides even if they took me I wouldn't have told them anything.”

With fat tears in his eyes the teenager says. “That’s not! You never should have been taken. You… Spider. belong with us, we're family.”

“But your Mom she?” They might think of him as a brother. Neytiri never would, he would always and forever be averted, a demon.

“She’s wrong.” He says with utter conviction. “You almost died again because I was blind.” He holds Spider's hands. “I see you. You are my brother, our brother.”

Spider believes him too and he hugs him. “I missed you.”

Neteyam holds him back “Wherever we go, you're coming with

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enc95 · 3 months

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Right so this the reference I used for the house Paz and Spider live in on my fic “A change of Fate.”

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enc95 · 3 months

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Omg that’s me!! My fic on Ao3 it’s called the song cord

Does anybody know the ao3 story where spider is living with Jake and his family at the ocean and something happens and he gets like a bad sunburn or something and tonowari offers their equivalent of sunscreen and spider ends up having allergic reaction to it. I swear to God I’ve read it before I can’t find it. I think I’m going crazy someone help

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enc95 · 4 months

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@dirtytransmasc put this idea in the world with their permission this was the story I wrote.

“Spider no.” Kiri says as her mother pulls her. “No let me go.” The girl says pushing against her mother. “Let me go, I can lose anyone else.”

Neytiri pulls her back putting her hands on her daughter’s shoulders. “Stay here above the water, I will get them back.”

“I don’t trust you.” Kiri hissed at her mother. She watches her mothers face fall into shame. “He saved my life and you still held the knife to his neck.”

“I know I…I will find him, this I swear to the great mother.”

That gets her nod. “Okay.”

Tuk shivers as the water fills the void. Her ears twitch as the sound of another person falling causes her to hide against the wall. The person falls. “Tuk?Tuk?”

“Spider?” She swims over into him. He was her size but like Dad and Neteyam she felt safe in his arms. “Spider, I’m scared.”

“Shh,” he coos. “It’s okay i know this ship we’re.” Spider looks around. “This is mid ship; the galley is just a few meters up. From there we can get to the launch bay.”

“Spider I can't, I can't move.” Her voice quivers as her heart beats against his chest.

“Take a deep breath from your belly to nose.” He takes a breath. It was a skill he learned to conserve his air. Tuk does so she was really good. Spider smiles as her heart returns to normal, “You're a fish girl now aren’t you?”

She nods a weak smile. “I’m learning.”

Checking his pack it was waterproof but too long in water is bad. Also the ship was sinking they needed to get out quickly. “Take a breath and follow me.”

“Who died?” Tuk asks. The monster said Dad lost one kid. She hadn’t seen Lo’ak or Neteyam, just Spider. “Tell me!”

He can't, it would cause her to panic and she wouldn’t be able to hold her breath. Her freckles are bright unlike her face. It's tight with worry, fear with pain for a loss she doesn’t know yet. “When we make back to the surface I’ll tell you. Now take a big breath.”

Tuk hugs him again. “I wanted to go back for you, we all did. I missed you more then even Kiri.”

“I missed you to Tuk-Tuk.”

He feels her stomach as she takes the breath he nods, taking out his flashlight to guide them. Under water the creaks and groans of the ship are eerie. He stays in front just because he doesn’t know who or what is in the galley. The call to abandon ship means it should be empty. He needs to get her to the surface. Then he can process that happened no he knows what happened more like he can figure out what to do since she didn’t kill him. Where could he go and would she try to kill him again?

They make it up to the air pocket Spider being filled with adrenaline holds onto the chair Tuk lets out her breath. “Good, you did so good.”

The ship turns and Tuk falls sliding down the row. “No.” He lets go following her down as they crash back against the floor. Thankfully the ship stabilized he grabs Tuk pulling up the side wall back to the air. “Tuk are you okay?”

She nods, holding out her hands feeling the water. “Someone is coming.”

Spider his knife pushing her back. If it was him then he would have to fight. “Stay behind me.”

His knife hand is out while his other hand reaches out to Tuk. When the head comes up he feels his heart pounding. “Mama!” Tuk swims over, Spider shrinks back.

“Oh Great mother, you are safe.” Neytiri couldn’t lose another child.

Tuk reaches out to the water where Spider was. Her ears fall. “Come on Spider.” She turns back to her mother. “Spider is gonna show us the way out.”

Neytiri looks over at the boy his breathing is more like heaving silently. Holding the knife out he shakes. He never could take a Na'vi, not a full grown one, definitely not her. She had Tuk she could leave the way she came. “You know the way you came you can go that way.”

“What?” Tuk pulls out of her mother's embrace to tread over with Spider. “No you promised.”

“I know.” He looks at Neytiri her face twisted into rage. “I know I did and I will go with your Mom. I’ll leave my way and meet you up top.”

“No , no we split up last time they took you.” She looks back at her mother. “Please Mom didn’t want to hurt you. Right Mom you just wanted Kiri back.”

Neytiri looks at her daughter who is holding Spider's shoulder. If she pulls her daughter out she’ll lose her trust like she’s lost Kiri. “Right Spider come with us.”

He looks at her holding her eye for just a minute before looking away. The boy was terrified of her and he holds his knife. Seeing that fear in his eyes makes her sick. She never hid her disdain for him but to see the deep far. He was so afraid that he was willing to stay on a sinking ship. “I…you go ahead I’ll follow.”

“Follow me.” She takes a breath.

Tuk pulls him along. “Come on, I'll protect you.”

Spider follows behind Tuk as Neytiri leads them up to an exhaust vent. It was open but a large piece of turbine was stuck now. She turns swimming back to Spider, her face clear with worry. “I know a way from here.”

He didn’t want to be in the lead with Neytiri and her knife so close to his back. Spider peeks back they were still holding, he moves back along the halls. At a large door he and Neytiri pull it open. The room was air filled and the water rushed in.

The three of them are pushed up. Spider holds onto Tuk as the water pushes them down the hall. They are pulled into a conference room. The water was coming in but the air was good enough for breathing.

Tuk holds onto a bar for comfort. “How far it is?”

“Not far.” The room was filling. “I’ll scout ahead to make sure it's clear.”

“No.” Tuk says in a whine. “Sully’s stick together.”

He nods he wasn’t a Sully, that much he knew. “Then stay with your Mom I’ll be back.”

“No you stay with us.” She holds his arms. “Stay with me?”

Neytiri stays off to the side. “Tuk is right, we are stronger together.”

Spider sighs as the light flick off. “I’m sorry.” He says to the woman. “I’m sorry they came back for me, it was stupid. I shouldn’t have let them. I should have led the recoms away.”

When she moves over to him it makes a soft whimper escape his mouth. “It wasn’t your fault.” A muffled groan makes them all clutch to each other. Tuk holds Spider Neytiri with her arms and pulls them both in. She asks him with her eyes. He has head dips; this was the place they would meet fate. “Stay close to Mama Tuk.”

“Please let me try.” Spider didn’t stop them from killing the mother Tulkun. “Please.”

Neytiri feels guilt in her stomach. How did she comfort him? They were about to die and he was scared. “You always did and I didn’t see. I see now.”

Tuk leans on her mother. “Mama?”

“It’s okay prrnen tsmuke.” Spider says, rubbing her braids. “We’ll see him soon.”

“Oh great mother help us.” The woman says. Help my children help the boy they are children. I will gladly meet my son but let them live.

The water ripples around them as the tiny glow fish enter the room. A figure pops up. “Kiri!”

The two sisters hug. Spider breathed out, she came back. Kiri swims over. “Mom I’ll let you have this.” She transfers a fish that looks like wings onto the woman’s back. “Are you okay Monkey Boy?”

All he can do is nod. It was a long day he was exhausted every part of him was ready to let go. “I’m good.”

The fish must give some kind of boost as Kiri pulls on his arm. “Come on, we're getting out of here.”

They all swim and the little lights guide them out. Neytiri feels her legs give out so she can’t do it. Kiri would get them out. They would be safe if she lets the water take her. Spider turns back seeing the mother lang. “Fuck.” He pulls on her arms and they were on the decks. All she had to do was swim up. “Come on, you're a warrior!”

Even that does nothing. Kiri and Tuk look back, the fish detached itself. Without thinking Spider pulls on the life vest the first day he was put on the ship Quraitch gave him a thick manual on the life vest as well as proper evacuation instructions. He holds onto her arm inflating the vest. The pair shoot to the surface slower with the weight of a Na’vi but they make it up to the surface.

Still holding on he maneuvers her to a piece of metal. Checking her heart it’s beating but she isn’t breathing. A dangerous thought enters his mind; he could just let her die. “ No .” He turned the voice carried on the water but he was alone. The wind was heavy with smoke, oil and death. It was still the battle over. “You aren’t one of them.”

“Who am I then?” He was tired of people telling him what or who he was.

The little fish with the soft light surrounded him. With a firm but still caring tone the voice says. “Your mine.”

Spider watches the fish return to the deep to lead Kiri up. Turning back he starts to beat on her chest. “Come breath you can do it. Be mad that I’m touching you.”

That much do it as Neytiri’s eyes shoot open. The yellow orbs zero on his hands. Immediately Spider slides back into the ocean. “Spider?”

Whatever she was about to say was lost as the Tulkun breaks the surface. Jake and Lo’ak breathing heavily on the fin. “Lo’ak?!” The boy calls the sea beast glides over.

“Spider!” The two reach over brothers.

“Daddy!” Tuk says as soon as is back above the water. Kiri swims over half carrying Tuk. Neytiri reaches out for Jake, her other arm around Tuk. Kiri holds Spider who exatends his arm out to Lo’ak. The two can’t reach the space that would be filled by Neteyam was just water.

“Oh children, you are safe.” Neytiri says, looking at each of them, even Spider.

Tuk looks at Spider. “You promised.”

He knows she knows but the little girl can’t bring herself to say it. Spider understands it all too well he’d never said about himself because it was too painful. There were plenty of people all too happy to say he was an alien or a disappointment or that he didn’t belong. “Neteyam. I’m Tuk it was my fault.”

With those words he lets the last engery he had slip out. He was tired of being tough, of being alone he wanted to savor this moment where for once he felt truly seen.

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enc95 · 7 months

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Open Prompts

As you know I'm a writer on AO3 I'm currently working on story where Spider is given the ability to breath pandorian air. Mo'at adopts him rising him as her own. I need your help what are some childhood mile stones for this series. I habe Spider at age 8. Any ideas are good ideas

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enc95 · 7 months

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Spider was floating in the warm bliss of Eywa. He felt her heart beating; it was like a drum strong in its rhythm. A voice smooth like silk but mighty like thunder speaks. "Hello my son."

"Mother, I'm not making the wrong choice by going back. I mean I don't want to upset the balance."

"The balance will be restored when you return. Listen."

He lays back in the warm nothing. Fainting he hears Mo'at. She is calling. "Oh great mother, hear us."

He can see she is on the altar. He sees himself too; it's like a picture made of sound. Norm showed him last year when they did an ultrasound of his heart. The whole village is there they pulse to all the energy going to him laying on the moss covered rock.

"Eywa we beg you."

Mo'at circles his body. "Return this child to us."

He sees Jake and Neytiri are part of the mass of people each person's heart is beating in sync. They chant in harmony "Eywa bring him home."

He sees Lo'ak and Neteyam; they aren't a part of the mass too young for this kind of connection. "They are calling for you. But this is a choice only you can make."

The two boys are holding his hands. They have been his friends since he first left Hells Gate. They were always enough for him to see him when everyone else refused too. Even now Neteyam has the ikran claw with him.

Mo'at speaks again, calling her high voice. "Oh Ewya bring this boy back to us. So that he may live among us as one of the Na'vi."

"Do you wish to live among them?"

Another hand is on his chest. Kiri, he can't see her face. She's there though her profile is a shimmery light bright in the nothing. "I do. I do."

"Very well go with my blessing." He feels the lips on his neck. His whole body is being gripped tightly.

Back at the tree Mo'at calls a stop. The people stop moving, still connected but silent. The only sound is the beeping of the Spider's vitals. He was without a mask.

Norm watched the white fibers creep over him. Max had jerked forward ready to pull the roots off but Norm held him back. They both watched as the mask was removed by the branches. Then the roots entered his mouth. They had been forbidden to bring any tech that wasn't necessary for Spider's health. He had ideas for this to work: his whole body would be changed on a cellular level.

His vitals even out the roots return to the ground. Leaving only the boy. Lo'ak and Neteyam had been frightened when the roots came up. They had scattered to the humans they knew. Another time it would be comical to see them adult sized children cowering behind Nina. She held her arms out as if to shield them.

Only Kiri kept hand on his heart. It was her voice that spoke. "Spider? Spider are you there?"

His eyes open, he feels weak like he's been sick. "Kiri?"

That was enough for her and she pulled him into a hug. "Monkey Boy your back." She starts to cry. "You came back."

Lo'ak and Neteyam rush the pair, Spider is lost in a mini mountain of blue limbs. The people seeing that everyone is okay let out a great cry of joy. Jake, free of the hold, stands by them. Neytiri joins them hesitantly, still holding the bow she made.

Mo'at its beckoning him to her lap. He sits comfortably. "You are very unique Spider, not all humans, not all Na'vi."

He looks away in shame, her hand brings his head back to her face. "But Ewya has given this gift your her child too." She brings her queue around. "Will you be my child?"

"You?" Mo'at had been the first to allow him to stay. When Neytiri would hiss at him she was the only one defending him. She would bring him on foraging trips. It was Mo'at who taught him about Eywa.

"If you will have me I will be your mother."

He pulled his hair there wasn't a queue there. "How?"

With precise movement she places her nervous system in his empty hand. It was intentice he was Spider singular meeting Mo'at. Who he'd know his whole life minus six-months. But he never knew her till now. His eyes widened and she was stronger, stronger than he thought. There was happiness for him. He thought he would be her responsibly like a pet but he wasn't. To her he was a child that needed love. It flowed from a place in her heart to his. He felt guilty that all he had sorrow.

"Don't worry dear, I feel your love."

"You can hear me?"

She nods. "I'm your mother now I know you."

His mother is real life in the flesh. "Mo."

Saying the name seals the bond he was Spider she was Mo. The pink fibers retreat back to her eye and return to normal except they stay on him. "Son."

Even though the legs are stiff even with his pounding he wraps his arms around her. "Mo."

Holding him felt his heart knowing it was indeed full of love but life had taught him to guard his heart that it may give love but it wouldn't get love back. She would fix that break the walls that had been built. Starting now she pulls the human monitoring band from his head holding out to Norm.

"Is…is he okay?"

"Yes, just tired." She nuzzles his face. "It was a long journey."

"Yeah."

Norm has a million questions and wants to run a few tests. The way Mo'at is holding him says anything he wants to do will wait. Before they could do any test Nash gave a blanket consent. Now in the space of one heartbeat it was changed forever. With caution he asks. "I would with your permission do a physical tomorrow."

"You may." Having felt the tensing of her new son's arms knowing that he'd been the subject of many experiments she rubs his back. "I will stay with you and you will not take any samples unless I say I can."

There was bitterness in her words, before Spider would worry he'd done something wrong now he knows she's protecting him. Norm hears it too. "Of course."

Turning to the humans she nods bluff where they landed. "You may go now."

They say goodbye to Spider leaving with a few wet eyes. Jake leads away with nightfall; they would need a guide. When the scorpion is out of earshot they last part of the adoption starts.

Mo'at sits with Spider still in her lap. It was traditional for gifts to be given. Spider didn't think they would get anything much, a few rocks from the Suli kids, maybe a bead from Jake. Neytiri stands before them as the sibling, she did go first. Holding out a bow he looks at No who nods. "My mate is dead, you know the duty of making the first weapon goes to the eldest sibling."

Of course he knew that he just never thought she would do it. Neytiri gets on her knees, the platform being higher makes them level. "Please I know now how my actions made you feel. It is a great shame I have been blinded by hate. I want to see you, my brother. Just you."

Spider takes the bow; it was simple as all child bows were. The string was strong with arrows made to kill small game or fish. It was just like the others, not fancy really it was just plain. Nothing marked it as different except the size. " Thank you so so much."

Many others leave gift beads for his hair and leather for this knife. Some leave fruits to aid his recovery. Many teachers give him promises of lessons so he can catch up to other kids his age. Not everyone gives the pair a gift; he was okay with that. Being tolerated was enough; this was way more than he hoped for.

Spider feels love all round in the air on the ground. He looks down at his closed fist. Opening it is the amber bead. "Whoa."

Mo'at comes over, taking his hand in her own. "Tsu'tey gave you this?" She rolls it in her fingers. Then returns it with a smile. "We'll make it your birth bead."

His head which had been hung low snaps up. "I'm gonna get a real songcord?"

Pressing her head to his. "You're going to have a real everything I promise."

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Years of Norm telling him to be mindful of his pack means when wakes up to the peaceful sound of hometree. He should hear his pack, he doesn't react. Falling onto the floor he holds his breath. His lungs won't allow air.

"Spider breath paskalin." Rnmight he can breath he was supposed to breathe.

Mo'at holds his chest, "Good." She encourages him to breathe taking breath with him. "Very good."

He looks down his first day as a son he was already messing up. "I'm sorry."

She uses two fingers to bring his head up. "For what my child? You have spent your life living behind that glass. Like Jake you will stumble." He can't do that if he does he'll be left behind. "But I have no doubt you will find your place." Mo kisses his head. "Now let's have some breakfast."

His stomach growls. "That would be nice."

He looked around the pod as far as Na'vi pods; it was unique. It was on the lowest level of hometree with her healing platform then there was a narrow corridor that led slightly up to her pod. It had a cooking fire for nights when the communal meals were too much. Spider sees a metal crate he knows where it came from. It was empty, he had stuff looking around he saw it already put up.

Hanging just under Mo'at covers are his teens hanging on smooth wooden pegs. His bands are there too along with ones gifted to him yesterday. Here is a section of wall where someone carved into a shelf again it's his size. There are his rocks and dried flowers that had been given to him by the Suli siblings. His mothers picture is there too. It was worn, it wouldn't last long out here, and humanity would fade it to nothing.

Mo'at stands watching her son. When they'd made their bond she had the lack of attention he'd received. Like a flower trapped in the dark. He was never given the proper treatment a child needed. Spider needs to have just him be the focus of her time. It was why she wasn't at the cookfires. Holding his mother's photograph. She knew he didn't hold his mother to the same degree of hate as his father. Mo'at herself a mother knew that to protect her children she would do anything. Placing a hand on his shoulder she says. "When we're done with Norms physically we could go to the weeping trees for sap. I can show you the picture."

He loves the idea but doesn't want to upset her day. Spider wasn't some baby he could gather his own sap. "You don't have to do that, I can go on my own if you don't have chores for me to do." As a village child he would be expected to contribute more now. "I don't mind."

"You were just returned to my son when your body is at full strength again. You will have tasks and lessons for now you will be near me as my own little shadow."

As much as he doesn't want to admit it, that does sound nice. She leads him to the little blanket where a simple meal is set. It's mashed with ei seeds to make na'vi oatmeal. Eipoth was deadly to humans. Taking a bite with a newly carved spoon he tastes the sweetness of normally it's over sweet but with the bitterness of the ei it's great. He can only eat a small amount.

Laying back he watches the clouds move in the sky, the ever present , the great eye. Humans called it polyphemus; like the clouds Norm said on earth weren't white. Mrs. Mcloster said earth was dying. That she would never have kids there. He tried to be a good son even a good brother but then started teaching Aaron Na'vi that's when he knew. Whatever he was, it wasn't completely human.

But was he a Na'vi now?

He made a bond with Mo'at, her queue in his hand. Would it work with animals? Could he ask Norm? What would Norm do today?

He helps her empty the dishes. The remains were placed in a bucket for or pa'li. She sits him down wetting her hands. "Tonight I will put proper braids in your hair."

"Really?"

"Of course." It would surprise him but she knew before that no one cares for his hair. It was why she encouraged him to lock it. Now he was her son she would do what any mother should. Pulling back his curls she pulls it in a long braid teeing off with a simple cord.

They reach Norm and his shack where Spider notices the change in the air. It was thin Pandora's air was heavy with chemicals. His new lungs had no trouble breathing it in. But now he was back in the human air. Thin air like that made every muscle tense.

Norm greets Mo'at giving her a mask and she nods politely. "What test do I wish for my child?"

It was like holding his breath he could feel the ache of missing chemicals but stayed still. He focuses on Norms voice he said he would blood just to see how different he was. Then listen to his lungs right now his lungs are screaming.

Mo'at looks at her child, his eyes tightly closed, his face flush. "Spider?" One look at his face she knows placing the mask on his face where he takes gulps of air. "Spider love, why didn't you say anything?"

"Sorry Mo," His eyes flick to Norm. "I'm not supposed to interrupt."

Normal eyes soften, "Spider your body has undergone a massive biological change. If you feel bad about anything please tell us."

He nods breathing in the air as Norm writes on the tablet. "Your lungs are not hybrid. We were talking about whether you would be able to breathe them both."

They go through more tests with Mo'at being the most nervous. Spider holds her blue hand well with two fingers at least. When the needle comes to his arm her face tense. "It's okay Mo, it's just a little prick."

The words make Norm pause, when he'd been seven he hated needles. Had they taken so much blood that Spider wouldn't react anymore. He remembered taking blood samples in the past and yelling. How long ago was that a few years, three at most. "Norm?"

The child's voice calls him back. It was Spider the seven year old who had so much blood taken that at age four he didn't fight it anymore. As a man of science he had to remove the empathy damn it up behind a wall. What they did was important; there had never been a human on pandora. Spier with no parents had no one to stop them. He was just part of the case study now with his arm held out and the towering figure of Mo’at at his side the dam burst open like the Hover Disaster of 2128. He puts the syringe down. "You know I think I'll wait. We can do the blood another time."

“Really!” The boy hugs him and Mo'at has questions now more than before her amber fix the little man.

“Spider, how often did your human carers take blood from you?”

“All the time but it's okay it doesn’t hurt.” He sees her eyes narrow like her daughter do in anger. “It's fine really, they only take it because I’m the first child born here.”

With great effort she softens her face. “Well as your mother I can say that no one will be taking any blood from you for a long long time.”

She holds out her hand letting the boy hop down, he smiles no one ever helped him down before. “Are we going to the weeping tree now?”

They walk through the village with Spider staying very close as many are staring at him. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea for him to live here. He could be happy with a place near but in the village itself. Feeling her son tremble she leans down picking him up pressing their heads together. “You are a child of Eywa and a child of mine you do not need to fear anyone here.”

“I know I’m just not used to people staring.” He had lived in his life trying to blend in so he could stay. Many were content to ignore his very existence. Now he felt like he was made of bright orange paint.

A heavy sigh, “I am sorry I can’t do anything to fix that love just trust that in time you will be seen as only you.”

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When they return Kiri and her siblings are waiting. They had wanted to see Spider right away but Neytiti kept them with her as the bond of new parents is strong even with adopted children. Also the new family needed time to seal the bond by being with each other. They rush to him. Look , a four year old is Spider size. “Spider your stinky.”

Getting the sap wasn’t easy. The trees wept when the bark was rubbed. You had to time it just right because before the snap flowed out the tree would give a burst of green pollen that smells like dirty water. Spider got hit a few times collecting sap was never something he did before. “I know I'll get a bed tonight.”

Kiri claps her hands. “I like when you bathe it means I get to repaint you.”

Neteyam ears perk-up to. “Can I help?”

“Children.” Neytiri says as they crowd the boy. “Give your uncle some space.”

“Uncle?” Look says in a question tone. “He’s Spider.”

Nodding she holds the toddler on her hip. “He is but now he is your uncle.”

A new devious thought blooms in his mind. “I’m an uncle, that means you have to do what I say Nettayam.”

The blue child scoffs then thinks about it. “Damn it.” At the human curse Neytiri pulls his ear. “Sorry mother.”

“What am I?” Lo’ak demands feeling left out.

“You're my little baby brother.” Neteyam coos like some old village biddy ready to pinch his cheeks. Lo’ak does the only thing he can do, which is to bite him. Neteyam pulls back his tail up alert. Kiri and Spider giggle.

“Will you be at the cookfire tonight?” Kiri asks in her most sweet innocent voice the one that says I want something.

Mo’at strokes Spider hair. “Not tonight we will join you for breakfast tomorrow.”

Both the human boy and Na’vi girl smile at the words. “Come children, let your grandmother and Spider continue their work.”

Back in the pod Mo’at blows the embers into the front fire and she gives Spider a pot. “If you don’t mind filling that for me.”

“Sure Mo.” He skips out of the pod to the river where little kids were playing under the eye of an adult. Spider fills his pot seeing his reflection. His face was thinner Norm said the food they put into him was enough to sustain him but would need to gain weight. With Mo he didn’t think he would miss any meals.

At his return he sets the pot on the fire, when the water bubbles he add the sticky sap to the water along with ground-up eggshells as directed. The mix thickens to syrup when Mo’at says it is ready she lays the picture on a thin piece of black glassy rock the kind used to make arrows. The rock is set in a bowl filled with. With practiced hands she takes the long paddle placing a large on the picture. The sap spreads across the picture dripping into the sand.

“It will take a while for it to harden.”

Spider peeks at the pot, “There’s still a lot left in here.” Na’v don’t waste if they can help it there was now a good few gallons of refined sap. “What are we going to do with it?”

Mo grabs a few more bowls, these are coated in film of gray matter. “We’ll dye them using various colors to be smoothed and polished into beads for songcords.”

“Cool.” The boy says in an eager voice.

The two spend the rest of the day dying the the snap various colors. Mo’at was impressed by Spider's knowledge of the colors. Green for new life, white for mourning, red for a battle won, pink was for someone you loved falling in battle. purple was for taming. Yellow was a bonding color, orange meant you bonded to an . Blue was the color of the people. A blue bead meant you did a great service to the na’vi. All the scientists who stayed with got one one.

They left the colored sheets to harden with Mo’at taking Spider to the river where he could have a bath. He plays in the water with the rocks building a tower using a leaf to smash it down. It occurred to her that in that minute he didn’t have any toys. Most children had miniature animals made by parents when the child was still a little baby. She calls him over washing out his hair. “Spider when Jake brought your stuff did he forget anything?”

“No. I wasn’t old enough for a tablet of my own. I had one for lessons but I guess Norm kept it.” He watches the water carry his dead skin down the river, this was down from the village the dirty water went into pools where fish would eat it. They would then not like this question. “There was one thing but I get why it's not there.”

The hands stay on his head. “What was it?”

“My Mother, Paz, she made me a toy from her socks. It was this doll thing with a face she sewed it herself. But when Mrs. Mcloster had her first baby, she asked if I would let her son have it.” He said no, saying it was his throwing a huge fit that ended when Nash said he was selfish like his Dad. That was all it took for him to give it up. “His name was Friend. I would play with him sometimes but if Aaron or Paul had him then I couldn’t.”

To the surprise of everyone Mo’at leaves Spider at the cookfire where Kiri and Look wrap their tails around him. Neteyam sits behind him admiring the braids in his hair like vines of gold. Mo’at flies into the night reaching the human base she stands over Max who greets her. “Is something wrong? Is Spider okay?”

“Yes I need to speak to the one called Nash.”

The man nodded and her tone was not friendly. He would like to be away from it before she turns him to stone. Nash comes outside, his whole body speaks of annoyance. “What’s the boy done now?”

“Spider has done something. It is my understanding that you have kept something that is his.”

The man crosses his arms. “The stuffed thing you rode all the here for that.”

Mo’at steps forward using her hand to push him back into the wall. “Minupation might be a human device but I have learned it. You telling my son that wanting to keep a toy his mother made him make him like his father is . Bring it to me now.”

“It's just a toy lady you can make him into your Mama now.”

Losing her patience she pushed the man against the wall and he let out a groan. “Bring me the Friend.”

Nash swallows his grunt of pain. “Will do.”

He returns a few moments later holding the toy. It was green with the socks making the arms and legs. Sewn with a more experienced hand then she thought a human could do but Spider was good with his hands. A skill he seems to have inherited from his mother. The legs and arms moved with a strong stitch connecting it to the body which was made from a black sock with patches of green stitched onto it. The hands stitched into the arm made of a lighter tan material. The eyes were blue thread with hair made from a mop sting. A smile in red thread was on his face. It looked happy which hid the fact the toy was made to resemble the boy’s father. A lot of care had gone into making this toy.

She tucks it into her band. “Thank you. I hope we don’t see each other for a long time.”

“That boy is your problem now.” He grunts walking back into the airlock.

It takes every bit of resolve she has to mount her , the feeling of rage transfer to the beast it hisses at the little pink man who wets himself. “He is my son.”

Sitting in front of the fire he should be happy but Mo had left she said she would be back but his mind goes over the day where he screw-up. Neytiri feels the boys his anxious mind. “Mawen child Mother with will be back.”

He looks at her with deep brown eyes, his lips tremble. “Did I do something wrong?”

Carefully with open movements she brings the child to her chest. Stroking his hair like he was someone she cared about. “No, no I’m sure mother will be back soon.”

He’d never been held by Mrs. Suli really. It felt nice he wasn’t as afraid of her since the bond he understood her more now seeing Mothers view on things. Still he was cautious of her, he put his head against her stomach. There was something in here, not the stew. Looking at her stomach it was flat, no bump or anything. “There’s something in here.”

She puts a finger to his lips whispering. “I haven’t told ma Jake yet.”

Another Suli he smiles listening to the new creature form inside her stomach. “I won’t tell but how did the baby get in there?”

Thankfully her mother lands getting the boy off her. "Mo!"

She hugs him. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to be gone so long."

"It's okay." He says not to let go of her legs. The bond between them is strong.

Picking him up she takes him to the saddle. Tied to leather is. "Friend!"

He wiggles down to the saddle where the Moonsong lays her neck down. She felt her sister's new bond with the boy knowing he was not to be harmed. The Suli siblings slowly creep over. Spider holds out the doll. "My first Mama made him and Mo went to Hells Gate to rescue him."

Spider sleeps holding the toy. She was unsure of what taking the boy on would mean. His face when saw the doll returned to him. There was so much he'd been denied. So much about life that one his age shouldn't know. Mo'at feels his heart beating because he chose to come back. He held so many people in his small heart that it amazed her. A seed landed on his head; it was her daughter checking up on him. His eyes open as the seed floats above his face. "Hi. Tell Sylwanin I'm very happy here."

End of Book I

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Kiri is braiding his hair. "What are they talking about?"

"Dad what's you want to come back to us." Her hands pause. "I miss you so does Lo'ak and Neteyam."

"I know." He leans back fully in her lap. " You have a mom and dad there and a mother here. I don't. When your dad holds you do you feel safe?"

She nods her dad was great in his arms, she never felt afraid. "Does anyone in the village make you feel safe?"

"One person but they wouldn't want me."

"Oh I think you might be surprised." A woman says her in playful voice.

The two gasp. "Mama!"

Kiri stands jumping into the blue blue arms of Grace. Spider blushes; it was rare that any adults saw him being that affectate with Kiri. It wasn't looked down upon; many Na'vi kids had close friendships like theirs but Spider was Spider. Kiri was all smiles as she cuddled with the woman. "Mama I missed you."

"Oh my pretty girl I've been here." The two nuzzle each other. "I came to help your friend."

Spider gets really red now. "Me?"

Holding out a long hand she leads them to the fighting adults. Slywanin has a murderous look in her eyes. Tsu'tey was holding her back. Jake had said that he would look after Spider. "You! You didn't make him a songcord!"

Spider leans into Grace's leg hiding himself. It made him feel very sad that he didn't have a song chord. That others got to wear a record of their life with the pretty beads and smooth rocks. He asked Norm if he had anything like that. He showed him a medical file it made him feel worse. The feeling only deepened when Nash and Mary started a Baby Box with their first kid.

"Children!"

They all stop yelling, especially seeing the wide eyes of Spider with tears. Jake softens. "You're right."

Slywanian crosses her arms. “I know I’m right you shxwang.”

"I have heard Eywa,” Grace says, ending the conversation. “She said while Spider may stay if he chooses. But if he wants to return he may do so with her blessing."

"What kind of blessing?" Kiri ask still holding Mothers her neck.

"Spider at his return will be able to breathe air, to eat the foods of the Na'vi." Her hand caresses his face. "He'll be a Na'vi soul in human form."

"Really?" Both Kiri and Spider ask.

Sylwanin even looks taken aback. She motions for Spider to join her. He does so climbing into her arms. "Why would she do that?"

Grace has a sorrowful look as she strokes Kiri’s hair, seeing her daughter grow gave her more joy then she ever had in life but it tore her heart to hear Kiri calling Neytiri mother. Even though her student had done and continued to do a wonderful job as her parents. “Because we are dead and these children are not. In the world they will live and grow. All any mother wants is for her child to grow into an adult to live a full life.”

“My love we have to think of him.” Tsu’tey says his hand on Sylwanin's back.

Spider for the first time did want to go back but he was in the arms of a woman who had so easily accepted him as her child. Even if he was back there, who would do that? Part of what made this place heaven was that when people died they had no problems. His father had sent many of them here but they were here forever safe with the ability to see loved ones. The ones left behind could see them too. She was holding him her hand on his head as if to shield him from the choice.

Jake steps forward. “Spider?”

The boy hides in the hair. “Please make him leave.”

Tsu’tey glares at him. “You can go now Jake Suli comes back with these gaudiens.”

The man felt like he’d been slapped back into the world which he kinda had been. Kiri joines him a moment later. Her head on his thigh, her round amber eyes looking at him. “Daddy you are gonna find Spider a parent here right?”

His hand pets her head. “I’m tryin’ baby girl.”

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Jake had said the site of the old shack was not to be visited. It was a place of darkness where the demon lay. The shame of not burying the dead was a punishment the last they could give. She came here before she watched him rot. The smell was horrible. She had been pregnant then. Being so young she needed to see the monster rot. It was the only way she knew that her child would be safe.

She was back again.

“Demon?” Not touching him she could hear him.

“ Hello Mrs. Sully, long time, how is my Boy?” He was in the still air.

She turns defensive of the child, “He is not yours.”

“ Oh who does he belong to then? No one wants him, he'll grow-up one day, you know this.”

“No,” Her hand is on the knife, her voice tight with anger. “He is blessed.”

There was a derogatory laugh. “ Come on now you don’t believe that. Anything that comes from me is bad. We both know that why you come here.”

“No,” She screams it out the word echoes in the still air. This demon was nothing but bones how did he still have power over her. “No.” It's a softer sound now when she was called Spider, a demon he never tried to defend himself. He would just leave to shed his tears in silence. Neytiri knew the words hurt but now she knew just how much. “You are dead.”

A branch snaps she draws her arrow, shooting it into the darkness. That mocking tone speaks again. “ I might be dead but you're the one who keeping here.”

“What?”

“I live in your mind dearling, you might have killed my body but here I’m alive here.” A pain sparks in her mind; it hits hard, forcing her to her knees.

A mother nantang comes out the brush dropping the arrow at her feet, with her is a trio of pups sniffing the remains. These animals had never known the man in the metal suit. Spider didn’t know him either, she sits by the bones watching the pups play over them.

"No." She impales the arrow into the ground feeling a weight come off of her body; it was like heavy stone had been placed on her shoulders. Standing the animals run. “Demon, you are dead I kill you.”

That night as the people gather for the meal Mo’at stands before them. “My People I have a story. It was many years ago long before our grandparents' parents were born. It was a time of war among two clans whose names are only to the Great mother now. One clan was victorious in this battle leaving only one child alive from the enemy clan.”

Lo’ak and Neteyam lean into Jake's side as Kiri safe in Neytiri’s arms shutters at the loss of a whole clan. “Why is she telling this story?”

“It is a lesson ma Jake.” Eywa had spoken her storm was readying them for the change to come.

“This child was brought back to the clan's territory but he was never made a child of these people. He lived the life of a ghost never truly being seen as one of them. It planted a bitter seed in his soul. Forbidden from even sharing the site of the Great Mother so he couldn’t even find peace with his ancestors.” She pauses, letting the words sink in the home that they have a connection to the past.

“It was only when he reached the age of manhood that he was sent out into the world. However with no clan to teach him he soon found himself starving. The bitter seed sprouted into hunger for vengeance.” A wind whips the fire sending bits of ash into the crowds. “He knew he would be dead so he returned that night. Setting the whole village on fire, the screams heard for miles around the story trusted the tshaki of each surviving clan. It is a truth that even the youngest among us must understand.” Her eyes are pointed to her daughter. “A child not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth.”

“Why?” A voice says from the back of the crowd. “Why do you tell us this story now?”

Looking at Kiri Jake stands. “Spider. The humans have abandoned him…they would be content to let his body fail to leave him with the Great Mother.”

Whispers break out he was human but a child. Children were not meant to die so young had he been one of them he would still wouldn't be allowed outside the village. They are all silenced with a rise of Mo’ats hand. “It is true Ewya in her infant grace has seen fit to give him a gift. Should Spider return to us he will be changed, able to eat our food and breathe our air.”

“Who will care for him?”

“He is cursed.”

“He is blessed.”

“Who can even love him?”

“Not even Trouk Maktu had taken the boy.”

“My people.” Her voice is raised again. “Be calm, for I have chosen to take him as my son. He will live with me under my protection. I know some among you are blinded by the actions of his father and mother. He was babe when our home fell. Spider was born here and he chose to live as we do. Eywa has spoken who will speak against the mother.”

There are nods between people in agreement. Jake moves swiftly, “I was once a human I chose to leave behind. You let me be my people. Human science couldn’t make Spider Na'vi Eywa know him; she says he is her son. I will gladly call him brother. It was my arrogance that has robbed me of calling him my son.”

Eyes turn to Neytiri, all eyes as even Spider in the old tree see’s her safe in Slyawanins arms. “I will accept him as my brother.”

As they move to sleeping pods, Mo’at stops her daughter. “Did you mean that daughter? Would defend him?”

“I will.” The words flow out her mouth as smooth as if she was talking about her own children.

Mo'at nods that it was a lesson painful to learn. Holding a piece of wood Mo'at nods. "You are the eldest daughter, it is your responsibility to make weapons for your siblings. Will you make your brother a bow?"

I was the wood of an old hometree, they had taken as much of it as possible. Everyone who lived got a bead made from the tree. The shared loss of their home. Taking the wood it was small his bow would be small even as an adult it would be child size. Putting her hands over her mothers the two locked eyes. "It will be my honor mother."

As the rest of the tree sleeps Spider holds onto his pseudo parents. “I don’t know what to do now? I love you both.”

“We love you too, we always will find you here all the time.” The man says even his voice is thick with tears.

Slywanin holds him breathing in the scent of the boy, all her life she dreamed of being a mother raising sons with Tsu’tey in peace was all she wanted. Now she had a taste of it. “Grace is right, you can grow there.”

His mind goes back to the fire there where people who didn’t like that Spider would come back. A human pet was a fine thing but a human son that was not tolerated. “Not everyone will like me.”

“Most will and do. There has never been sky na’vi before you are a miracle.”

Spider made his way the next morning to Trudy’s shack. There was nice music playing in the room. She had given him a cookie. “I didn’t think it would be this hard. I’ve never been wanted by anyone now I have to two woman ready to be my mother.”

“Your mother wanted you. Paz could have gotten rid of you but she didn't. She was willing to spend eighteen years here to raise you. It's why she fought on the side of the RDA, she didn’t care about the company she wanted you to live.”

He nibbles on his cookie. “Why can’t she be here too?”

“Spider our actions have a cost good bad in between we all get judged.” She lets him sit with her words.

It wasn’t fair Pandora wasn’t a place for human kids. Paz knew that the RDA wasn’t set-up for kids the handful of times that a woman did get pregnant she would abort. A few tired to make it to term but they didn’t make it. Paz said that any kid of hers would be too tough to kill coming from the droughtlands of Southern California. She grow-up hustling water as every oz was needed for crops. Quaritch was from the delta storms that would come in, washing away whole towns; both of them were too stubborn to let earth kill them. It was that the offspring of that pair would near indestructible. Hell technically he was brain dead but here he was eating in her kitchen.

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Norm was pacing when Jake landed; it was nearly an eclipse. The last scan had shown his brain was starting to atrophy. They had been working his legs and arms while his body had started to fail. "Finally did you find someone? Is he coming back?"

Jake smiles. "Mo'at. She said she would take him." His face goes through a few shades of red. "And your mate was okay with that?"

"Yeah." In fact she was making his bow now. "Brother you're about to lose your shit."

Mo'at was good as tsahki she does hold power in the village. It would protect Spider he was anxious about Spider being so far from them. Really from him since Norm had spent the last three years rising him. Here he was an orphan his Dad was an asshole but not the demon that Na'vi saw him as. Spider living close to the village alone he hoped that the boy would miss the compound enough to visit. At least he would come a few times a week for human lessons. "That's good Mo'at is good."

Now for the hard part. "Grace was me when I was with him. Eywa said…" Don't be a pussy Sully his marine voice says. "She said that when Spider returns he'll be different."

Turning from the pacing Norm is slightly paler. "Different?" He was expecting that his mind was in another realm even Jake came back different. It took time for him to adjust. "How is it different?"

Ewya said that she would change him so that he could breathe our air and eat our food." Nothing, no sound comes from the norm. Peering down Jake isn't sure the man is breathing. The mask is hissing but the chest isn't moving. He pokes him. "Norm?"

His eyes dim then he takes a huge breath. "Okay. I think my brain shorted out for a minute. I thought you said Spider our human Spider will be able to breathe the highly toxic air that almost killed you."

"And eat the food."

The short laugh norm lets out is more like a horrified gasp. "The food that causes our hearts to stop or tumors on the liver or the stuff that paralyzes our lungs that's what he can eat?"

"Yeah."

"And if I say no." His breathing was almost at panic level.

Now Jake crosses his arms. "Norm you one of the tallest here and I inspect but my six year old is about to be taller than you. How would you stop me?"

It takes him a minute to think it over. "Fine but I will be living in the shack for a while making sure his transition goes smoothly. If he even gets one rash I'll bring him back here."

Holding out his hand. "Fair."

Max and a few other trusted friends, the one carried for Spider who visited him, loaded the boy into the helicopter. They all share a look, no matter what happens when they get there Spider won’t be theirs’. In truth they had done the best they could; they hoped it would be enough to have called the boy back. Nina, a chemist , had removed the paper gown putting the twsin on his body. “He ever liked human clothes.”

“To be fair he didn’t wear them when he was a baby.” Asher said thinking of the baby Spider running in the lab with just a diaper. Those early years of learning how to cut clothes to child size made of Spider’s early childhood years spent in oversized t-shirts. When they finally managed to get a pair of shorts he hated them.

Max had let out the locks, the curly hair hung like a veil of gold rings. “Our wild man.”

Jake stood before the tree of souls it was pulsing as the village members sat in the circles. All the adults had come either it was respect for mo’at, fear of Eywa or just because it was right. The children and teenagers stood to the sides watching. Kiri, Lo’ak and Neteyam are at the center. Mo’at sets them in semi-circle. “Be strong he will be laying here Lo’ak you hold his hand on his left. Neteyam you will hold the right.”

Both boys nod. “We will.”

“Kir when they lay him down I want you to put your hand on his heart guide his soul back.”

“I won’t let him stray away.”

Spider sat on the rock that he and Kiri liked most; it had a smooth flat surface big enough for the two of them to sit on. Now it was him and Slywanin, she was painting him, “Thanks but I can’t take anything with me.” He looks over at Tsu’tey. “Right?”

The man holds a bead that was carved by a father for a son. “I don’t know, my son.” He puts the small piece of red amber in his hand. He had carried the amber with him since he was a young boy. His father had found the amber saying it was part of a large chunk that he carved his brother's beads from; this was the last piece meant for his child. “The great mother tells us that all energy is connected. I was buried with this but like you I think it's time it needs to return to the people.”

Spider held it like it was fragile glass, his eyes well with tears. “I don’t have a songcord.”

Kissing the top of his head his spirit father looks him in the eyes. “You will.”

A atrokinria floats down to the rock Slywanin nods like was speaking. “You follow it back.”

He hugs them both. “I’ll come back here and tell you all about training.”

Tsu’tey lets out a hard breath. “Don’t listen to everything Jake Suli says he might be toruk makto but was a sky master.”

Knowing the change in her sister Sylwanin gives the boy encouragement. “My sister will try to mend her past mistakes.” Her blue hand is on his chest. “Listen to your heart, it will tell you when it's mended.”

“I will.” He promises holding the bead in his hand he walks forward into the unknown. Like the day he fell he’s alone still not afraid. This time he knows who is with him, she is in the air a cool breeze that soothes the body on a hot day. The whiff of the warm fire after a cold morning of gathering mushrooms. Feeling his arms get heavy he hears a new sound, the voice of Mo’at she is calling. Each step is like moving in knee deep mud. Thinking he was almost there he fell on his back. The woodsprites surrounded him.

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Spider was unsure what to do as the embers of the cook fire burned down. They didn't eat, just told stories and sang songs. Spider doesn't feel hungry in fact he is very full. A condition his body wasn't used to. He would miss meals coming back late. Anytime missed chow time his portion would be taken back. His foster father would save it but if his kids asked for food before Spider got back it would be eaten. Being at the village at first light ment missing breakfast. Lunch was usually foraged or if able Kiri would share with him.

Strong hands, pick him up. It was Tsu'tey. "Come child you sleep with us."

Being placed next to Slywanin she had taken his locks out playing with his curls. She rubs his back humming a song. He'd heard it before Neytiri would use it to send her own kids to sleep. It was nice here. "Can I stay here with you?"

Tsu'tey looked at his mate, she wanted a child so much. They talked about it in the early days of the courtship. She smiles at him. "Of course you can."

Mo'at stepped into the old hometree site in the morning in Ewyas time. Spider was shaping a stone, his smaller hands made him famous for the tightness of his weaving and ability to make intracunt patterns. When he saw her, she thought he would be happy to see her. His reaction was not happy, it was fear, he drops the leather running from the woman.

Spider knew the minute he saw Mo'at she wanted to take him back. He ran and he didn't want to leave. Slywanin was smoothing out a bead when Spider crashed into her. The boy is visibly upset. "She came for me please don't make me go. Please I like it here."

That's when Mo'at finds a Spider crying in her daughter's arms. Her soft voice gave him reassurances. "Shhh Penghrrap it's alright. I'm here."

Crying now fat tears the kind of outburst the boy never allowed himself to have. It was pointless outside but here he was free to show any emotions and his voice was high. "Please don't let her take me.

Slywanin looks to her mother. "You can't have him. Leave."

The words are said with the force of Eywa. Mo'at feels it in the mortal world too; it pushes her onto the ground. She found the boy easily enough but getting to come back would not be so easily done.

When she enters the Suli pod it's Kiri who asks first. "Did you find him?"

"I did."

They all hug in excited giggles. High fives and fours are thrown around. They didn't hear the hesitation in her voice. Jake did he stood looking at her then at the kids. Neteyam grabs his Dad's hand. "Come Dad, we have to go see him."

The two others agree. "Can we? It won't take long."

Neytiri moves to stop them but Mo'at speaks first. "Yes you should see him. Your mother will watch over you while you visit."

Her tone was clear: take them but don't go in yourself. Knowing Slywanin she would give her opinions all too well. Neytiri, who did feel the shame of what she's done, agrees. "We'll ride then Lo'ak with me Neteyam you can follow with Kiri."

They all hug Jake and their grandmother before racing down the tree. "Daughter, mind my words."

With her bow in hand Neytiri nods. "Watch the children."

When they are alone Jake sits by the fire offering her some food. "He doesn't want to come back does he?"

"No Jake Suli, he is very content there, the world and its people are not kind to him. Eywa is very angry about that."

That was true maybe because he passed into her or because his human body had been resewn into her ground. He felt it charge in the air like a storm about to start. One that would rage for days. "What can we do Norm says his body will only last a few days. After that he'll lose muscle tone and his brain will start to rot. The body needs a soul he said."

Recovered from his outburst, Spider was playing with a group of children when he fell into the soft grass. The kids fall with him, he asks. "Where were you adults when you passed into Eywa?"

The leader, a girl, shakes her head. "We died when the hometree fell."

He stands, his face red. Many times he heard his guardians say that his Dad killed kids. It was why humans were still kept at a distance. It was his father who even in death was making life difficult. "I'm sorry."

Lior the girl takes his arms not to harm to comfort. "It is alright we have family here."

"No it was my Father who killed you." He backs away, sure that now they won't play him now.

To his absolute shock they all hug him. "We don't blame you."

"You were just a baby." A boy says petting his head.

A small girl only four nods. "You're not your father and we like you."

His face turns up all his short life. He has been compared to his father the thought that he could be judged by just own actions was almost inconceivable. “Really?”

“Really.”

They lead him to the river where they all swing into the water. “Where are the grown-ups I thought there needed to be one here in case animals attack?”

The biggest boy pulls him off his feet laughing. “Hey I can walk you know little human now lets play.”

At the river Lior pulls him to a shallow pool. “This is a mirror pool we use to see loved ones on the other side. She waves her hand and it shows an elder who is smoothing out an arrow shaft. “That’s my grandfather.”

“Cool,” He holds his hand over the water. “Can I see Norm please.”

The pool shimmers to Norm was overjoyed to know he was right about Spider being with Eywa. “This is great is I means Grace was right that Pandora itself is alive. I have so many questions to ask when he gets back.” He turns to the body of Spider, the tubes giving him air and food. “What does Mo’at want how do we get his mind back?”

Jake grimaces. “Norm he…He’s not exactly on board with coming back yet.”

“What? Jake, have you told him that?”

“No.”

“Have you spoken with him at all?”

“No.” He was ten feet tall and was pasty Norm making me feel like a kid again. “I know his foster parents have been distant since their kids were born and Spider he feels left out.”

Of course this was the time that Nash entered the room holding a box. “Great your here.” The man pushes the box on Jake's knee. “Here’s the stuff he’s dagged in over the years.”

Jake looks at twsins the ones given to him by Neyetam when he outgrow them. Kiri and Mo’at had help refit them for Spider. There are also pretty rocks given to him over the years with bracelets and half smooth carvings. “Nash we’re getting him back.”

The man sighs. “Look Norm it was fine when it was just me and Mary but I have my own boys to think about now. I can’t have some wild child coming and going so when you do whatever voodoo you do that gets him back he can stay with you or Max or anyone but us.” He looks at Jake. “He’s practically your pet now I got a shack moved to the outskirts of the village. If you can get him back he can live there.”

"You already did this!" Jake was upset he could see that the reason was a mystery to Spider.

The image fades away as Spider backs against the tree. It wasn’t shocking that Nash was okay with him being hurt to see the man who had at one point cared about him just throw him away; it hurt a part of his soul. That's how the Suli kids find him; they crouch down beside him, Kiri hugging him.

Outside, Neytiri watches her children as they enter they were smiling, now a tear rolls down Kiri's cheek. That she can not bare so she against her mother's orders connects. Entering she see the children who passed all in a circle around. They knew her she was kind to them. Letting her pass into a inner circle she finds Spider crying with Kiri. Lo'ak and Neyetam are rubbing their backs saying it's okay.

Lo'ak looks up. "Mama?"

It be far Neytiri was horrified by the echoes of Nash's words whispering from the pool. She wasn't upset with Spider but life experience taught him that if Neytiri was upset he was the cause. The best course of action was to run away. So, that's what he did. He twists from Kiri hold. Looking ashamed for being unwanted he wipes his eyes "I'm sorry I'll go."

With those words a kick to the gut he runs into the forest. It gets her to fall to knees. The ghost children look at her with curious expressions. "He didn't do anything wrong. Why is he sorry?"

"Children please return to hometree." Slywanin says in a bright voice.

The group with her own children all leave at the command of the older woman. Once gone her bright voice and gentle aurora leaves with them. She sits before her sister, her voice cold like winter winds. "You did not see."

"Please, I must find him." Truly she needed to find him. He'd never cried in front of her. In that moment she saw him as a child, a tiny child not the man he would be or the monster who fathered him.

"No." The roots of Eywa bind her knees to the ground.

Graces theory which would be the subject of the next nine years of research. Would prove that Pandora was like a computer. A Na'vi when connected to it would upload all the memory. Eywa knew Spider now he was her child. She loves her children, all of them even the human ones. She knew the hurt that lived in his heart that she could not let go unpunished.

Standing Slywanin puts a hand on her shoulder. "You will see and feel him now. Then you leave and not return till Spider's choice is made."

Spider ran, he was good at running, and chasing Na'vi made him fast. He ran far into the forest so far that found a shack. It was two in fact, he crouched down like a hunter. One shack had a little garden with a fire pit with a pair of chairs. There must be two different people here. One shack had a pattern drawn on it. The other looked pristine with a wind chime at the door.

"Hey kid."

He turns grabbing a rock holding it up to throw. "Oh." It was a human woman he drops the rock. She was wearing a pilot's jacket. She had brown eyes, not his Mom but he knows her. She was a story Jake would tell stories before putting his kids to bed. He would stay to listen to them. "Trudy?"

"Yeah kid that's me."

She leads him to a neater trailer opening the door. "You're pretty far out."

He looks at his bare feet shamefully. "I got scared."

Inside she pours him a glass of Aloi juice. It was a human safe food that everyone said was strawberry-lemonade. "Your seven, your allowed to be scared. Nothing can hurt you here Miles."

His head tilts. "You know me?"

Her smile is a fond one. "I knew your Mom."

To say his eyes got big would be an understatement. There was longing blackness with a faint ring of warm chocolate. "You did?"

"Oh yeah. "

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Jake was having a shity day, Norm was scrambling to find new guardians. Mo'at had said a storm would come that night and it would be bad, she said. He flew home giving orders to seal the tree only to find his mate and kids still gone. He found Neytiri at the tree curled into a ball. She was crying deep agony sobs like when her father died.

"Baby?"

Her eyes are far away. "Ma Jake." She threw herself into him, loneliness was heavy on her skin. "Jake it hurts."

Scanning her arms he doesn't smell blood. "What hurts."

"Spider…he has pain oh Jake it hurts." She covers her mouth. "I hurt him. He doesn't hold any hate for me yet he knows in his soul I hate him."

Jake sighs he can't say it's untrue he can't tell her they'll be able to fix this. Being a father and leader he's expected to have a plan or at least solutions to problems. Right now he's helpless with no clue how to get Spider back.

The winds shift. "We gotta go baby."

Wiping her eyes she nods to the kids. Whoever they are seeing must tell them the same as they return too. Kiri sees her Dad hugging him. "Spiders okay Daddy. "

Lo'ak looks at his Mom spitefully. "He said he's not coming back." The implied it's your fault hangs in the air.

Neteyam, seeing his mother is already hurt, tries in vain to calm her. "Grandfather said he still has time to officially decide."

Eywa's mercy falls on them as the moment the family is back at hometree the storm starts. Thunder booms as lightning cracks the sky. The rain falls hard pounding the trees. The winds whipping in the face of any Na'vi caught in it. They know why too. They had ignored a child who, not finding love with his own people, had found them. Some of them were kind but some were not. The kind ones had fire, the unkind ones had cold winds.

Jake's fire pit is flickering a dueling action. He and Neytiri had never accepted Spider. Yet his kids brought him into the sibling fold like he was truly a brother. The parents move to the other side of the pod. It's where they eat meaning it the winds blow in cold bringing the stinging raindrops with them. But the fire on the other side burns peacefully, warming the children content with each other.

"Would he accept us as parents?" Jake asks, trying to shield his wife from the rain.

"No. I have been cruel in my treatment of him." If there was a time when Spider could have been adopted into their family it was gone now. "He could be a village son." A child taken in raised by the whole clan. Tell him, he has a shack waiting."

Jake wants to think it will work but the way Neteyam spoke about the love Spider was being showered with by Tsu'tey and Sylwanin. It wasn't enough for him to live with the people. The great mother had given a mother and father. His ability to roam without a mask, it was paradise to him. "I'll talk to him."

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