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Deep in an alien forest, with foreign plants, insects, and aliens.
As the morning sun slowly rose to view, light.
To reveal a young human man lying in a small area of short grass. But once the light was shown in his eyes.
His eyes burst open, inhaling a deep breath, causing him to breathe hard.
But once he breathed at an average rate, he memorized a breathing pattern.
"One, two, three, breath." He thought.
Once he controlled his breathing, he looked around and started to get up, grunting from the unexpectedly sore muscles.
He was looking to see that he was inside some terrestrial jungle.
"Where am I?" He asked himself.
Before he could do anything else, he checked himself to see he had a pair of light green military jeans and a grey sports short-sleeve t-shirt.
A pair of grey-colored hiking boots.
And some belt buckles attached with small side pouches.
Opening one of them, he pulled out a swiffarmy knife.
He noticed on his shirt that he was wearing a shirt with a rectangle-shaped patch with a name on it.
Conner.
"I guess that's my name." He thought.
That's when he heard a branch snap, causing him to look around.
Before he could react, a Thanator came out from its assumed hiding place, slowly approaching him.
He noticed it growled at him, making a predatory stance as it slightly circled him.
As if it were about to strike him, he took his stance, noticing that he was still holding the swiffarmy knife.
Slowly, the Thanator stopped and stared into Conner's eyes.
Conner gestured with his hands to show no harm, slowly putting the army knife on the ground and returning his hands to show no sign of attack or damage.
The creature looked from the weapon to Conner, repeating the process.
The Thanator slowly started to walk toward him, looking at him at eye level.
Conner realized that the Thanator was slightly taller than him; it was again walking closer to him.
Conner was confused by this, slowly walking backward, concerned about what it was doing.
That's when he accidentally tripped on a sprouted root of a terrestrial tree—causing him to fall on his butt.
Assuming what Cooner thought that the Thanator was going to kill him.
It continued to walk toward him.
Conner started scooting himself away but was met by a tree trunk.
Facing the Thanator, he assumed it would attack him.
But once it came close to him, inches away from his face.
The Thanator sniffed at Conner and looked him in the eyes again.
It slowly backed up and walked off before stopping again to look at Conner.
Then it was gone, "What...what just happened?" Conner thought.
Slowly getting back up, he grabbed the swiffarmy knife, looking around again for a moment before walking deeper into the terrestrial jungle.
Bridgehead City, RDA HQ
General Frances Ardmore was at the RDA surveillance deck, checking the workers' progress in monitoring Na'vi's activity.
"You look good, gentleman, " she said as she walked by two men working diligently, patting one of them hard on the shoulder.
"Yes, Ma'am." One of the RDA military uniformed men said in a straight, serious tone.
Everyone on the deck spoke or focused on their monitors, listening and speaking through traffic and authorization.
The General was looking through a window that showed the bay port of the city, taking a sip from her mug as she observed from the surveillance deck windows.
Someone called her before she could have another sip of her coffee.
"General, you might want to take a look at this." A female RDA soldier said.
"What is it? Na'vi?" The general asked.
"No general, it's something else." The RDA soldier said.
The general was confused by the RDA soldier's response.
She was walking over to see and lean over the RDA soldier.
Looking at what the soldier was looking at.
The soldier enhanced the video and picture to see what confused the general as she saw a young man walking through the pandora jungle.
Without a breathing mask.
"What in the..." The general said.
"Could you zoom a little bit closer?" The general asked.
The soldier complied and zoomed a little closer to see to both the soldier and the general that the young man wasn't wearing a breathing mask.
"How? Is he still breathing without a breathing mask?" The general thought.
When the RDA soldier zoomed in, the general leaned over to figure out who he was.
But she had never seen the young man before.
"Can you run a facial recognition on this guy?" the general asked.
The RDA soldier nodded.
Typing a few keys.
The soldier scanned the young man's face, but after a facial search, there was no ID. It was titled Unknown.
"What the hell?" The general muttered.
That's when she left the soldier and speed-walked toward a door. Once it was opened, she entered a corridor that led to another part of the RDA HQ.
I passed by a few genetically engineered Na'vi's in RDA military uniforms.
She stopped at a closed door that Alec into a dorm room.
Pressing a button on the keypad, she entered to see a female RDA military uniformed Na'vi lifting waits.
"Jones." The general said.
The Na'vi did another push-up with the waits before putting them back on the resting rack and lifting her torso upward.
To look down at the general.
"General." The female Na'vi said in a casual Western tone.
"Jones." The general said in the same casual tone.
"I have an assignment for you." The general said.
The female Na'vi gave the general a toothy grin, showing her canines at her.
To be continued
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