# Pandora's Templar - Chapter 13

Author: Coranth
Tags: Adult, Avatar, Clean, Crossover, Fanfiction, Human, M/F, Na'vi, starcraft

#13 of Pandora's Templar

 **Disclaimer:** _Blah, Blah, Blah. I don't own Avatar; James Cameron does. All the Avatar stuff belongs to him. However, my Na'vi character, myself, the Dragon Weyr and its technologies, and the Pandoran animals of my menagerie are all mine. The Protoss - apart from my characters - all belong to Blizzard Entertainment._

**Pandora's Templar**

A Work-In-Progress Story by Coranth Dehanae

Chapter 13

(Continued from Chapter 12...)

At that point, I bade the Clan leave to resume life as normal. For the next several weeks, this was what we did; I resumed my Veterinary missions, Txe'lan and San'eya resumed their _Tsa'hik_ duties, and my Clan took care of themselves and our animal friends at the Homestead. It was, for us, 'business as usual.' As it turned out, however, I was right about something: the Dragon Weyr hadn't just summoned _my_ Clan with its call! Roughly two weeks after said call had been sent out, three of the local Clans arrived at our doorstep: the Ikran Clan of the Eastern Sea, the Pa'li Clan of the Plains, and the Kilvan Clan of the Northern River! Like the Tawkami before them, the three Clans were awed by the sight of the Dragon Weyr, and even more so by the Homestead and its myriad of friendly animals.

Although _embarrassment_ and _sorrow_ from the great construct for its faux pas filled my thoughts, I waved it off; the Dragon Weyr was secretly pleased to have yet more life residing within it and my Clan was thrilled to see their kin. Thus, for the next two weeks, we hosted them. With its army of Nanocytes, the Dragon Weyr swiftly erected temporary nests and stables to house the influx of new _Ikran_ and _Fa'li_, as well as new _Eywa k'sey nivi bri'sta_ for our guests. Txe'lan was 'in her element'; acting as half-tour guide and half-priest, she took the Clans on a tour of the Dragon Weyr and preached to them of its mysteries and of what it could do for those whom chose to live within. Soon many people from all three Clans were clamoring for temporary cybernetic implants that would allow them, too, to make _Tsaheylu_ with the living _fngap kelku_.

Weapons, jewelry and other wares were traded - the warriors and hunters were particularly impressed with the amazing 'modern' variants of their traditional weapons - and the women marveled at the beauty of jewelry fashioned upon the great Forge from Psi-Steel and Khaydarin Crystal. Great hearty feasts were eaten, traditional and modern songs and dances were performed, and tales from all walks of life were told... During those two weeks, everyone had a great time! During the course of the gathering, San'eya, Txe'lan and I arranged a meeting with the _Olo'eyktans_ and _Tsa'hiks_ of the three Clans, whereupon we told them of what we had discovered concerning 'They who could not see.'

Said meeting, fortunately, went well; everyone agreed to be vigilant for anything strange and unusual and to keep each other informed if such things were seen. To facilitate this, I gifted the _Olo'eyktans_ with - and instructed them in the use of - three powerful Psionic Transceivers built into jeweled headbands. These extremely useful devices would allow all three Clan Leaders to instantly communicate via _thought_, not only with each other, but also with Txe'lan and I at the Dragon Weyr. It wasn't all sunshine and roses, however. I became stressed when I managed to examine the samples that Oo'ano had collected from the dead _Palulukan_ and found traces of vile chemicals designed to _soften_ _flesh_, as well as traces of saliva that bore no resemblance to that excreted from the salivary glands of normal Na'vi.

Things also became tense when - whilst out on another hunting expedition for _talioang_ - Oo'ano and his senior hunters discovered an entire pack of _Nantang_, which had been eaten alive and brutally mutilated, in a similar fashion to the _Palulukan_ we had recently dealt with! Even more alarming, however, was that the Pack was found _close to the Homestead_ and - despite his skill - Master Hunter Oo'ano couldn't discern whether the Pack had been actively heading towards the Homestead when they were killed, or if the Pack had been killed further away, before being _deliberately moved closer_. A few days after the Ikran, Pa'li, and Kilvan Clans left to return to their homelands, despite all of the control I possessed as a High Templar - due to my frustration at being unable to learn anything new about 'They who could not see' from the samples I possessed, as well as the lack of sign that they even existed at all - finally I snapped!

"Arrggh!" I screamed, after yet another unsuccessful test, as I swept aside a slew of delicate glassware and listened with satisfaction as it _smashed_ to the floor. "God damn it," I raged, "every time I run these tests disaster falls; image scans are fucked up and test results are just plain _wrong!_ Either San'eya's story is correct, and these Na'vi truly are 'cursed' and corrupted - which would indicate that the results I'm getting are actually _correct -_ or I'm just not doing these tests and scans right... but I've followed Ieesha's notes correctly so I'm sure that I _am! Arrrggh!"_ As it _shifted_ away the smashed glassware into one of the Laboratory's many Waste Disposal Units - and then swiftly replicated new glassware to replace that which I'd smashed - the Dragon Weyr's own _frustration,_ and _sympathy_, filled my thoughts.

"And why is it" I continued, beginning to pace with agitation, "that we have not seen them? _Why?_ We know for sure that they killed that _Palulukan,_ and I'm pretty sure they killed that _Nantang_ Pack, too... but... _why_ haven't we seen them? Why haven't they appeared, or attacked? And that _Nantang_ Pack... why was it found close to the Homestead? Did they move it here? Are they _playing_ with us?" Ceasing my pacing, I leaned against a workbench and heaved a frustrated sigh. "Okay" I said, "speculation: either these fuckers live above ground and attack at _night_ - so we can't see them and don't know about it until it's too late - or maybe San'eya's story is true; maybe they... really... do... live under..."

Suddenly, my eyes widened as I was struck with an epiphany! Stopping my activities within the lab, I tore out of there with psionically enhanced speed - the great construct's _alarm_ filling my thoughts - as I raced into the _Weyrheart_ and then seated myself upon the leather sofa in front of the Holo-screen. _"Deploy Sensor Probes, full spread"_ I barked in Khalani. _"Set OP-COM priority to Ground Penetrating Radar/SONAR Suite - and give me visual, STAT!"_ At first, _confusion_ from the Dragon Weyr filled my thoughts, but then that emotion was replaced with sudden _realization/affirmation_ when it experienced an 'AH-HA!' moment as it caught on to what I was thinking. Then, swiftly, it executed my command.

Outside the great Nexus several Clan members paused in their daily activities to watch in startled surprise as multiple bay doors within the base of Txra'kon We'er opened up to let out a horde of _Px'ro'pxs_ - the name which _Olo'eyktan_ _Txa'vit_ called We'er's _pxay tìsrung aytsyokx_; its many helping hands. The sight of these _ketuwong_ machines wasn't an unusual one for Clan Tawkami; many _Px'ro'pxs_ could often be seen moving and working here and there about their new home, for they helped Txra'kon We'er to care for itself and also cared for the _ioang aykelku_ that Txra'kon We'er watched over. They seemed, at first, to only be _rr'o'po'txs_ - mindless slaves, created and conditioned by Txra'kon We'er to carry out its orders, and the orders of _Olo'eyktan_ Txa'vit above all else - but this was far from the truth.

Like Txra'kon We'er, the _Px'ro'pxs_ were _alive -_ they were intelligent and spoke their own _hiyik_ machine language of long and short musical tones - and although they _did_ swiftly carry out the orders of Txra'kon We'er and the _Olo'eyktan_ when asked to do so, they were highly sociable with the Clan, and sometimes provided assistance to them without being ordered to do so. During the early times, when _Olo'eyktan_ Txa'vit had first invited the Clan to settle and stay on his land - two boys had been playing a chasing game with their _aysu'shiri t'acto sa._ One of the young boys had tripped and fallen to the ground, the impact breaking his _su'shiri t'acto sa_ and giving him a scraped knee.

The boy hadn't been at all concerned about his injury - such minor scrapes were a common thing among children of the People whom were still learning the ways of Eywa - but he had been devastated by the breaking of his toy, which had been a precious gift passed down to him by his _Sempu!_ The poor boy had been reduced to tears at the loss of his toy. However, before anyone could intervene - upon hearing his cries and seeing what had happened - one of the _Px'ro'pxs_ paused in its work and made its way over to the distressed child, whereupon it took the toy from him and repaired it with some kind of _sä'o_, the end of which shone with bright _eampin atan_! In times of today, the _Px'ro'pxs_ often retrieved or repaired things - such as _aysä'o, aytsko, aytukru, aytxewk, aytstal,_ and_aytskalep_ - and other items sometimes accidentally misplaced or broken by the People of the Clan.

Several _Px'ro'pxs_ had once swiftly repaired and set right an improperly setup _thípi_, which had been blown over by a particularly strong gust of wind. Once, a _Px'ro'px_ had even _called_ _Olo'eyktan_ Txa'vit from Txra'kon We'er, through a _nawm'atan_, to the place where a young girl-child had suffered an accident whilst looking for herbs to assist the Clan's healers; she had fallen down into a ravine and had broken both her legs! Thanks to the heroic deed of that _Px'ro'px_, the _Olo'eyktan_ had been able to use his powerful _aysä'o_ to stabilize the ailing girl, before sending her through another _nawm'atan_ to the _fngap toktor_ of Txra'kon We'er, where she had been healed. Whilst the _Px'ro'pxs_ were sociable with the entire Clan, they particularly adored the children.

When they weren't following orders, the _ketuwong_ machines would often stop to 'talk' to them in their _hiyik_ language or engage them in games of chase. However, if they were working and the children harassed them - or if the children got too rough when engaging them in play - the _hì'i fngap_ machines would reprimand them; they would use their _aysä'o_ to deliver a harmless, but painful sting, like a _riti_! _Srane_, the little _fngap_ machines were a common - and always welcome - sight. But... why were _so many_ of the _hiyik_ _fngap ketuwong_ machines being sent out from their homes within Txra'kon We'er, now? As the _Px'ro'pxs_ began to disperse, in order to undertake whatever task the _Olo'eyktan_ had set for them, one of the Clan's children - a little girl named Sìlpey - intercepted one of them.

After venturing too far away from her parents one day, the poor girl had been involved in a frightening encounter with a _Lenay'ga_ that had almost ended her life! The vicious, carnivorous, sloth-like predator had wounded her gravely but, luckily for her, her parents managed to return with her to Txra'kon We'er, and there the great _fngap toktor_ healed her grievous wounds. The cost of her escapade, however, had been terrible indeed: she had lost her _tswin_, and thus, would never again be able to hear or talk to _Eywa_. All, however, was not lost; as she had lain within the _fngap toktor_, healing, Sìlpey had prayed to Txra'kon We'er... and to her surprise and delight, Txra'kon We'er had _heard her_ and then had gifted her with a new _tswin_ made of a golden-coloured _fngap_ _Olo'eyktan_ Txa'vit called _Sih-S'tiil!_

With her new _fngap tswin_, Sìlpey found that she could talk to and learn from Txra'kon We'er, and also talk to the many ketuwong machines within it, including the _Px'ro'pxs!_ Therefore_,_ when this particular _Px'ro'px_ made to avoid her interception of it and continue on its way, she moved with it and blocked its path! As it readied its _sä'o_ to sting her, she softly said to it, _"Rutxe, ftang! Tsengpe kem si nga kä, hì'i 'awpo?"_ The _ketuwong_ machine did stop and then, after 'speaking' a few words to her in its _hiyìk_ language - which she was determined to learn one day - it opened a port on its side into which she could insert her new _tswin_. Excitedly, she made _Tsaheylu_ with the little machine... and then... she knew! _"Nga... nga kä hu aytsmukan fte fwew äo atxkxe!"_ she said to herself.

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_Rr'o'po'txs = Robots._

_Px'ro'px /_ _Px'ro'pxs = Probe / Probes ; go play Starcraft, Protoss Campign._

\* "Please, stop! Where do you go, little one?"

\*\* "You go with [your] brothers to search below land!"

[Lots of lovely Na'vi words and a bit of cobbled together dialect here! Find out what it all means by going to http://www.learnnavi.org/navi-vocabulary/ and using the dictionary there!]

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