Anonymous9: While Neytiri delicately cradled jakesully's tender human form, Colonel Quaritch lay within the badly damaged AMP suit.Fighting to stay conscious as the neurotoxins in the tips of the arrows attacked his body, he desperately reaches for a small pouch on his belt.With fumbling, stuttering movements he removes a small injector and quickly stabs it into his heart. Moments later, writhing in pain, he collapses, unconscious. Seconds later, an alarm sounds and the AMP suit begins to stand back up on its own, its "walk back" capability activated by the sensors on the suit's pilot. http://www.pandorapedia.com/doku.php/amp_suit_amplified_mobility_platform. The machine begins to jog back towards Hell's Gate. In the confusion following the battle, his suit is unnoticed by the few remaining Na'vi, scattered through the forest tending to their wounded. As the AMP suit makes its way back through the entrance of Hell's Gate, RDA medics realize that Quaritch is alive. Rushing him into a surgical bay, Quantum MRI scans reveal that the first arrow narrowly missed his heart. The second arrow, however, tore through his digestive organs, with the neurotoxins destroying his digestive tract. After removing the arrows and patching up his wounds the best they could, the surgeons injected Quaritch with a heavy dose of adrenaline. After a few seconds, his eyes snapped open.
Anonymous10(9): After being briefed on the extent of his wounds, the few remaining RDA troops ask him what to do. "Your fight is over. They'll probably let you live, but they're going to kick you all back into space." Quaritch said icily."Not me. They know I'm responsible for what humans have done to them. They won't forgive me. I am going to die on Pandora, one way or the other." "But while I can still breathe, I'm going to take down as many of those blue bastards as I can. I hope I can make up for my failures as your commander. You are all dismissed."After the remaining RDA file out of the medical bay, Quaritch stands up, strides across the room, and seizing 2 IV bags, duct tapes them to his biceps, and inserts the IV into both of his arms. In the mech bay, Quaritch is preparing for his final mission. fortifying one of the few remaining AMP suits with extra armor, he fashions a crude penis onto the front of the suit. From the crazed look in his eyes, it is clear that revenge is now his only motivation, and he is desperate to have it.As a final touch to the upgraded suit, he uses a crane to lower an incendiary bomb into the bottom of the suit. After climbing into the suit, he strides across Hell's Gate, the only purposeful human in a sea of confusion and fear as the Na'vi move closer.
Anonymous11(9): Moving deeper into the jungle, Quaritch uses every bit of the knowledge he has gained through his decades of combat experience. Moving stealthily underneath the forest canopy, he jumps into a narrow trench and coats the AMP suit almost completely in mud. Tearing pieces of foliage from nearby plants, he fashions a crude, but effective ghillie suit, in order to hide from the watchful eyes of the ikran, and their Na'vi pilots. He moves towards the last place he saw Neytiri, the link center deep in the mountains. Quaritch watches the link pod area from afar, through the eyes of a high powered optical sight. Surveying the immediate area, several Na'vi warriors are standing about, talking excitedly about their recent victory. There was no doubt about that in Quaritch's mind. Seething with anger, his eyes finally came to rest upon his prize: Neytiri, the Na'vi princess of the Omaticaya Clan.
Anonymous12(9): Not far from she stood Jake Sully, the traitor. Quaritch would make him suffer. By the time Jake was done with Quaritch's vengeance, he would be praying to die, and Quaritch was certain that he would be trapped within the very lowest level of hell, that reserved for those who betrayed their masters. As the IV bags on his arms ran dry, Quaritch ripped them open, and poured the very last of his coffee into the IV bags. As the coffee surged into his veins, his pupils dilating from the powerful effects of his black manly coffee, Quaritch opened his mouth and howled with bestial rage. Charging through the underbrush, all concepts of stealth lost to his coffee induced rage, the Na'vi shocked by any resistance, much less the image of a huge piece of the jungle charging directly towards them, like a force of nature. This surprise was short lived, as Quaritch raised the barrel of the 30mm chain gun and fired a burst at the closest warrior. 3 rounds hit their mark, and the first Na'vi fell, landing 10 feet behind where he was standing, and 100 pounds lighter. Approximately 40% of body mass converted to pulp thanks to the high explosive payload the rounds carried. One warrior ran for his direhorse, in a desperate attempt to contact the rest of the tribe for reinforcements. "Fuck you!" Quaritch screamed, almost losing control of his mind to the manly black coffee surging through his veins. Raising the cannon above his AMP suit, He leaps through the air towards the warrior and brings down the gun directly on top of the direhorse just as the Na'vi leaps onto its back. The force of the blow and the cutting action of the bayonet cleaves the direhorse nearly in half and as a spray of blood splashes onto the cockpit of the AMP suit, we can see Quaritch grin.
Anonymous13(9): Picking up the gun, we can see that the force of his blow has bent the gun significantly, and Quaritch discards it, dropping it into the pile of meat that was once a direhorse and rider. Using infrared sights, he can see Neytiri and Jakke hiding within the damaged link trailer. "LET an attractive and successful African IN!" Quaritch yelled as he began peeling the lab open like a sardine tin. He soon felt arrows slamming into his suit, and wheeled to face Neytiri, providing a barrage of covering fire in an attempt to allow Jake to escape. "Clever girl." muttered Quaritch. He pretended to ignore Neytiri and continued looking for Jake. After a few seconds of searching he found him, curled up in a corner, his frail human form a shadow of his former avatar's strength. He feigned charging a killing blow, but just before striking, leaped backwards, smashing into Neytiri, who had closed in an attempt to save Jake. Stunned, Neytiri was helpless as Quaritch grabbed her with his viselike grip, nearly completely cutting off her air supply. Cutting on the external speaker, he called mockingly to Jake. "Watch. Watch what you caused. I gave you the chance for diplomacy, but you turned your back on your own species. Now watch as I destroy what you love." Jake stood up, eyes fierce with anger. "Eywa won't let you do this! You saw what happened when you tried to destroy the well of souls! Stop this madness!" Quaritch ignored Sully, now not worth the effort of replying. Quaritch had had enough of this treehugger bullshit.
Anonymous14(9): Gripping the helpless Neytiri, he stripped her tribal armor, leaving her naked and helpless. Forcing her onto the nearly 2 foot long robo-cock, she struggles to escape. As the cock began to reach deeper into Neytiri's smooth, warm pussy, she moaned uncontrollably. "Look at that, Jake!" Quaritch shouted towards the now sobbing human. "Your jungle princess is nothing better than a common street whore!" Quarith used the suit to thrust into her, as neytiri's screams of pleasure echoed through the jungle. Quaritch could sense that she was about to orgasm, and muttered "I didn't do this for your pleasure,cunt." Using his free hand, he draws his combat knife and holds it against Neytiri's queue. She screams in panic, but the force of her orgasm overwhelms her. As she finally climaxes, Quaritch scalps her in one sudden, quick motion. With one final massive thrust, he crushes her internal organs. Knowing Neytiri is broken; he drops her and leaves her sobbing in a heap. Suddenly the cries of hammerheads can be heard and a full herd comes trampling toward Quaritch. "You're going to die, you bastard!" screamed Jake. "I know." Quaritch says calmly as he pulls the incendiary bomb out and holds it in front of him. "So are you. Run Jake, run like the coward you are!" Jake begins to run, scrabbling over the rubble to the safety of the jungle as the hammerheads close in on the AMP suit. Quaritch calmly pulls the detonation cap of the bomb, and looks down at the block lettering on the side. The letters read "M-755 INCINDIARY DEVICE, LARGE. EFECTIVE RANGE 550 METERS" Quaritch smiles as he pushes the fuze.
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