Avatar Fanfiction: "The Verdant Stanger". Chapters 1 -5

[Raiden]

Here is the first five chapters to an Avatar story I am writing. It takes place about 1 year after the end of the movie, and is a crossover. I changed the title to "verdant stranger" because I like the word "Verdant" more than the word "Emerald".

Due to the length of this post, I will have to hextuple-post to get it all onto here in one piece, so bear with me.

I also posted the prologue in another thread for those who are interested (http://www.tree-of-souls.com/fan_fic...logue_wip.html), but I will also be including it in this post.

I have not changed any of the characters that were in the movie, but I have added a crossover character that is a part of an original project that I have been slowly developing for quite some time. That is the only element that is a crossover.

I will be keeping new main characters to a minimum for the sake of purity. There will be one new RDA character and one or two new Na'vi characters aside from my crossover character, and beyond that I do not know.

Anyway, here goes:

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The Verdant Stranger
An Avatar Crossover

PROLOGUE

INITIATING SCAN:
PROCESSING SCAN//

<<SUBJECT: JAKE SULLY>>>
<<SPECIES: HUMAN/NA’VI HYBRID>>
STATUS: HEALTHY
HEART RATE: 120 BPM
//:ADDITIONAL SUBJECT DATA DOWNLOADED TO LOGBOOK

<<SUBJECT: NEYTIRI>>
<<SPECIES: NA’VI>>
STATUS: HEALTHY
HEART RATE: 112 BPM
//:ADDITIONAL SUBJECT DATA DOWLOADED TO LOGBOOK

In a massive computer room full of wires and servers, a human sits at a desk, going over spreadsheets of data on a huge computer screen

“Hmmm….that’s all of them. Computer, when is the RDA counterattack scheduled to occur?”

<<ACCESSING COMM CHANNELS……
HACKING RDA NETWORK……>>
<<ESTIMATED TIME REMAINING UNTIL ARRIVAL: 2:6:20:45:32:59>>

“About twenty days……July twelfth……Can you give me fleet details or weaponry analysis?

<<ERROR: CLASSIFIED DATA>>
<<COMMAND FAILURE>>

“Well, hack ‘em if you’ve got to!”

<<PROCEEDING…..>>
<<ADMINSTRATIVE LOGIN REQUIRED>>
<<LOGGING IN>>
<<ADMINISTRATIVE STATUS APPROVED. WELCOME, MILES QUARITCH>>

“Heh heh heh…I knew that old man’s data would come in handy somewhere.”

<<FLEET STATUS>>
<<CONTENTS:
6xC-21 “DRAGON” ASSAULT SHIPS
40xAEROSPATIALE SA-2 SAMSON HELICOPTERS
50xAT-99 “SCORPION” GUNSHIPS
50xAMPLIFIED MOBILITY PLATFORM SUIT MK-6
1x “LEVIATH---->>
<<SECURITY A.I. DETECTED>>
<<WARNING! IDENTITY COMPROMISED!>>
<<HACKING ATTEMPT NEUTRALIZED>>

“Godammit…….get outta there!”

<<SECURITY A.I. DETECTED>>
<<SAVING FILES…>>
<<ABORTING…>>

“Agh! Damn, they’re getting smarter. That’s the third time today…Computer, what is the status of the files that were downloaded? How much of them did we get?”

<<ACCESSING>>
<<FILES 66.879% DOWNLOADED>>

“Hmmm….see if you can clean them up well enough for me to read them later. I’m going to get ready to go”

<<AFFIRMATIVE
COMMENCING FILE CLEANUP>>

“Also, keep those Ikran away while I’m gone too, will ya? I don’t like stepping in lizard crap every time I go outside.”

<<AFFIRMATIVE. GOOD BYE, RAIDEN>>

On a giant floating fortress amidst the clouds, a young man steps out of a mechanized hangar door and steps out onto a runway.

“Nice day for flying…”

“Armor mode on…”

As he speaks his command, he pushes a button on a small device on his wrist. As if out of nowhere, plates of emerald green metal teleport in and cover his body. A helmet forms around his head, with a crest extending back from the crown. Breathing units appeared and affixed themselves to his face, with crest-like exhaust tubes extending back behind his head. Beetle-like wings appear on his back, and his arms and legs become encased in thick armor plating. A horn appears from his helmet and extends out, and tiny jet engines extend from ports around his knees, ankles, and shoulders. His eyes, now covered by shields of bulletproof glass, take on an Azure hue, with piercing vertical pupils peering out of triangular sockets. He now towers at over ten feet tall, an imposing behemoth coated in seemingly impenetrable armor. He claps his metallic, jointed hands with an echoing clang and two transport ducts behind him open. Two small, pentagonal robotic units zoomed out of the ducts and attached to his forearms just behind his wrists, extending opaque blue blades that seemed to shimmer like holograms.
The onboard computer systems rattled out the start-up check in a tiny, digital voice audible only to him:

<INTERNAL COMPUTER ONLINE>
<<R.A.I.D.E.N AI ONLINE>>
/_UNOBTAINIUM NANOTURBINES_: ONLINE
/_STORM HALBERD_: SYSTEM ACTIVE///:
/_SHOCKCHAIN WHIPLANCE_: SYSTEM ACTIVE///:
/_THOR CANNON_: SYSTEM ACTIVE///:
/_BOOST SYSTEMS_: ONLINE
/_ENERGY SYSTEMS CAPACITY_: 110%
/_MAGNETOPARTICULATE SHIELD_: ONLINE
/_AEROFOILS EXTENDED>>
<<READY FOR TAKEOFF>>

After a second or two, the emerald warrior slowly walked down the runway as his suit systems began to hum with activity, with puffs of exhaust coming from the crests on his head

<<CONSCIOUSNESS LINK ASSEMBLED>>
<<DEFAULT GATEWAY SELECTED>>
<<LINK COMPLETE>>

The transformed human felt a familiar presence expanding his mind, and spoke mentally

“What’s up Raiden?”

As he felt his greeting go out, he heard another voice respond in his head:

“Oh, it’s you. Not much. When do we ‘getta fight again?”

“Heh, you must be getting bored in there. About twenty days.”

“RDA?”

“Yeah. We’ve been assigned to this system because of this moon, and I don’t think the Na’vi can suppress a fleet as big as the one that they’re sending this time. I’ve waited long enough; it’s time we taught those greedy apes a lesson.”

“Sounds like my kind of party. How many ships?”

“About 100, plus terrestrial assault vehicles, AMPs, and infantry. I don’t have exact data yet because the computer keeps getting caught by security AI systems.”

The voice in his head chuckled wryly and said:

“You should let me have a go at it; my AI is much more advanced”

“Yeah, I guess it’s about time you had something to do again”

Six small, winglike aerofoils extended from his elbows and legs, and the boost jets on his legs began to glow blue and give off heat. His wings flipped open and turned vertically. The bottom corner of the end of each wing folded away and cylindrical jet turbines revealed themselves. He ran towards the end of the runway, jumped into the air, and the boost jets covering his body flared blue. He rocketed up into the air, and off of the runway, plummeting out of view. He fell into the clouds, and soon he was past them, falling through the sky against the backdrop of Polyphemus against the hazy blue Pandoran sky.

“Time to pay our subjects another visit…”

“Those blue beanpoles again?”

“Yup”

As he finished the mental conversation, the boost jets roared, and he took off against the horizon, leaving a screaming sonic boom in his wake.