I shall wait until I get home to read this masterpiece.

How long will that be?! :cool:

Yes, yes it is a good noise.

It's one of excited trepidation. :P

School starts again for me next week, so you'll have to bear with me.
<33 :cool:

Hehehe...

Used to THAT by now... ;)

Sadly, it has to happen. But I'm going to have a hell of a last week. <3

Lawl, not going to happen Andi. You won't be getting anything out of this week.

Here comes a bump from the ghost of Christmas past. New chapter to be expected in like...a week? <3

Bumping because i need moar of this.

(This is a rewrite of Chapter 13, please read it. Plot is important.)

Chapter 13:

Jake stared at Tsu’tey’s face, the tears of pure hate streaming down his face. Everything seemed to slow down, and once again, Jake saw The Purple Fog creeping in on the edges of his vision. Shaking his head in defiance, he focused on Tsu’tey and Eytukan, and forced himself to stay silent.
Eytukan glared at Tsu’tey, glared at Jake, and then glared at the rest of the clan. He purred slowly:

“So, now you all know the truth, what are you going to do?”

Turning to look at Tsu’tey again, a punch hit him squarely in the jaw, knocking him off his feet. Tsu jumped on top of him, hitting him repeatedly, screaming at the top of his lungs.

Jake jumped on Tsu’tey, pulling him off Eytukan.

“Mawey ma Tsu’tey!”

Collapsing to the floor, Jake towered over Tsu, holding him down with a firm grip on his shoulder. Watching Eytukan bleed on the floor, Jake suddenly felt pity for him. He’d been forced to bury all his feelings, forced to live with them for fear of exclusion from his own clan, his own family.

Mo’at slowly walked over to Eytukan, glancing down at his beaten, broken form. Mo’at felt no pity, she merely felt ashamed to have mated with such a weak-minded man.

“You are not strong. You are not mighty. You are weak.” She uttered; her gaze as cold as ice.

Slowly she bent down to Eytukan’s level, and whispered slowly and deliberately:

“What are you doing as a clan leader? If you can’t make choices for yourself, how can you be expected to make choices for everyone? Skxawng.”

Eytukan jolted, like something had snapped inside him. Quick as a flash, he pulled a knife from his belt, stabbing upwards.

Silence engulfed the entire camp. The trees stopped swaying, no breath was heard. All eyes were fixed on the horrifying scene before them. Eytukan’s blade was buried in Mo’at’s stomach. Tears welled from her eyes as she collapsed to the floor.

Jake’s world seemed to slow down, The Purple Fog enclosed upon him, but Jake fought it. He had to get to Mo’at, do something. He reached out, caught Mo’at in his arms and collapsed to the floor. Suddenly the shellshock lifted, and he heard the roar of outrage from everyone around. Screams of horror, yells of anger, they all permeated the air at once, like a sickly cloud of emotion. Jake dragged Mo’at away, away from the anger.

Grace seethed with a rage not of her usual self, not even of her VERY angry self. It was burning, searing across every inch of her flesh. She was the first to charge at Eytukan, fists raised. As soon as she charged several other Omaticaya charged. Each for their own reasons.

--

Jake ran his eyes over Mo’at’s wounded form, checking if the wound was indeed as fatal as it looked. The blade had penetrated at a deadly angle, going through several vital organs before coming to rest a few inches away from her lungs.

“Mo’at...?” Jake whispered.

Mo’at replied by coughing blood. Jake’s eyes started to haze up, his head was throbbing, but he would not leave Mo’at to die without someone to hold her hand. Clasping her hand tightly, he laid his other hand on her chest, tears streaming freely down his face now.

“J-Jake...It was...my own... A-arr-arrogance... that lead me...here.” Mo’at said.

“No...Mo’at. It was all of our stupidity, and his evil soul that put you here.”

“Whatever the reasons...I am here now. I gladly go to Eywa, for I have played...my part. Goodbye...Jake...my friend...”

“Mo’at...Don’t...”

Mo’at closed her eyes, and a few seconds later...her breathing stopped. Jake wept for his friend, the first person who had let him into the clan; it wasn’t Neytiri, or Tsu’tey. It was Mo’at who gave him that chance. Now she was gone, taken by a man Jake had loved as a father.

The only people Jake had left were Grace and Tsu’tey. The thought pierced his soul, he screamed as loud as he possibly could, and passed out. The Purple Fog had finally over-whelmed him.

--

Steadily awaking from his deep sleep, Jake shook his head to attempt to clear his head. He heard the muffled shouts of “He’s awake!” and a teenage Na’vi running off to get someone. Jake’s vision cleared just as Tsu’tey sat down next to him and hugged him tightly.

“Tsu’tey, what happened to Mo’at?!” Jake suddenly exclaimed as he remembered.

Tsu’tey sighed heavily and his eyes shone with unshed tears.

“She’s dead Jake. He killed her.”

Jake clenched his teeth in rage, and asked with a voice shaking with rage:

“Where is he...Where is the ****er?”

“We don’t know; we chased him and his few remaining supporters off...”

Jake looked his lover intently in the eyes.

“Tsu, are you ok?”

Tsu’tey looked up at Jake with tearful eyes, and whispered softly:

“No...”

Jake gently kissed the top of Tsu’s head, he stared into his eyes and asked him directly.

“Did you know? How Eytukan felt for you?”

Sighing deeply, Tsu nodded slowly.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“It was a long time ago Jake, a very long time ago. Just as I was introduced to the clan, and sought after Neytiri. I came to the clan, and within weeks, he’d told me how he felt. I didn’t feel the same way, we fought, constantly, back and forth for weeks. Eventually we both decided to forget about any of this ever happening, and burying it.”

“But...he hasn’t, he still holds feelings for you. You, who were supposed to mate with Neytiri and become the new head of the clan.”

“I know, but I don’t love him, I hate him. I love you.”

Jake hugged Tsu’tey close, and realized how lucky he was to have such a person to love.

“What will happen now? We have regained most of the Clan’s support, but a few of them still remain loyal to him.” Inquired Tsu’tey

“I don’t know, but...our options are very thin now.” Jake replied.

--

Eytukan sat alone in a clearing.
“I’ve lost everything. My pride, my mate, my clan. They’ve taken everything from me. Nothing has ever been clearer. They will all die. Every. Single. One.”



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God it's been a long time, hasn't it folks? I'm desperately trying to get all my fan-fics finished. This one takes top priority right now. Expect CH14 soon.

Great as always Jack...

Well Done
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*bows*
Thank ya kindly. Also, awesome GIF. :party:

Yus, harr harr. I'm late, I know. End of Year exams. GTFO. They've cleared up for a while now, so I'll do what I can. <3

Argh, I've been sucked into the monitor from page 1, DAMN YOU.
I now awoken, and I can only think of one thing...



MOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR


But don't rush it :)
+1 to the followers.
I accidently hit the button: Add to favourites 20 times :)

~Jake

Ha, that's quite a bump. Yes, it has been a while. Ending this thing is...uhh...really hard. I've thought of little things over a looooooong time but still haven't attempted putting them all together for the final chapter. I still don't know whether I'm going to finish it, but still, nice to see someone new enjoying it. <3

Been following it ever since, but as I was on holiday for the past 2 weeks, I couldn't, that damn middle of nowhere bungalow park had no internet, now that is some failure...

Well, back to stalking you then, lol.

Lol, well I'm going to have to change a few bits in order for me to carry on. It seems I worked myself into a little hole with all the drama and twists that I don't really like, it's kinda hard to write something that doesn't make sense.

So go back and read Chapter 10. I already edited the bit I need to do. There will be one more edit in Chapter 13, then I'll TRY and start adding the (maybe) final two chapters. :3

I'll be honest with you, I don't think it'll be finished any time soon. I've tried to "finish" it multiple times before, even to go so far as writing all of it, reading it and going..."Wow, that's awful." and deleting it all.

My mindset is not anywhere near the same capacity as it was when I started this, and I feel really sorry for the fans of this who never got the ending they deserved for sticking with it to the end. Believe me, I would love to finish it...but...ugh.

I was certainly in a very different place when I wrote this, and I just doubt I could write a suitable ending when not in that frame of mind any-more.

Maybe someday. Maybe when Avatar 2 comes out, and I feel like that once again. I don't know, maybe sooner. I read it sometimes and am stricken with inspiration, but I just keep procrastinating and doing other things. >_< ;;

I am sorry. ;; <3

(However, after saying all this, I did manage to re-write the entirety of Chapter 10 at one point...ugh, I dunno. I'm just sick of promising people things that never happen to do with this fic, rofl.)

I read a little bit, and well, you have a new fan :P I guess like you said, the answer may be to not promise people things and maybe even not really try. The answers will probably come when you're not thinking about finding them.

Well, thank you.

You're probably right, I just hate disappointing. >_<

Maybe you'll surprise us in a few months, years, whatever :D

Wow, shame you never finished this mate :(

Very aware.