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onskepa · 3 months ago

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Helllooo, could I get a Rapunzel AU fic? In this universe Spider would be the rapunzel of the story, he gets stolen from his family, the Sullies, at a young age (he was adopted by Jake and Neytiri a couple of months after his dad’s death, although he really isn't) Quaritch would be the mother gothel of this AU, keeping Spider in a tower because his magic hair is what is helping him keep being alive. Then Loak would be like Flynn, but in this case a prince going through a rebellious phase, so he stills his older brother crown ( he doesnt really know Spider, cause he was a baby when he was kidnapped) his thief name is “Tulkun” and his partners in crime are Lyle and Z-Dog.

Quite the intersting idea I gotta say, none the less! I hope you enjoy this one!

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Our sun

The sun gives life to all, brings warmth and comfort. With its bright radiant light, it guides everyone to their path. Brings happiness and provides. A great gift humanity has ever gotten. For centuries, humanity has shown their gratitude in many ways. Praising, worshiping, believing the sun is their god.

A god that is powerful and strong. The Omatikaya kingdom knows that better than anyone in the world. Festivals, sigils, legends, their symbol of the kingdom, all were dedicated to their sun.

For centuries the kingdom has never wavered their belief in the sun. Remaining strong and true. Always grateful and never greedy. And so, the sun god who was also grateful for the people the sun provides to, believes they deserve a gift.

A drop of sunlight fallen from the sky has touched the Earth. Gifting the king and queen of the Omatikaya their beautiful sunshine child.

That is what the story says of course.

“He is beautiful…” Jake Sully, King of the Omatikaya kingdom, gently coos at his believed son. Beside him was his queen, his love, and mother of their golden child, neytiri.

“He is perfect,” Neytiri smiles as she rubs her nose gently against their sons button nose. He gives light giggles in satisfaction. Their son, their beloved child. A gift from the sun. His beautiful golden curly hair, bright blue eyes that can rival the sky. And his smile, so radiant and infectious. Their son, the kingdom's golden prince.

Wrapped in the finest silk with embroidery intricately designed to that of the sun. The young baby was very much snuggled in great comfort.

“My lord, my lady, it is time” tsu’tey, their closest friend and top chief of the Omatikaya army, tells them.

“Come on, we dont want to keep our people waiting” jake gently leads his wife towards the top balcony that oversees their people.

“Yes my love, our people shall know of our sunny prince,” Neytiri says while she boops her baby’s nose.

“Have you chosen a name for him?” tsu’tey asks as he follows closely behind. Neytiri chuckles as she shares a look with jake.

“Spider, we chose to call our son, spider”

The people cheered and roared out in happiness once the royal couple had presented their son. Many were in awe at how such an adorable child could ever exist. Truly a gift blessed from their sun.

Many threw flower petals, confetti, horns blowing out, little children waving their flags. The crowd was booming with noise. All eyes on the prince. Including one set of icey blue eyes. Glaring at the royal family.

No one noticed him. All too busy celebrating. A tall menacing man with a dark cloak to hide his face. The man glared with hate. Just how dare they?

How dare the king and queen lie to their people? How dare they lie that their ‘son’ was a gift from their light above? How dare they lie and say the boy belongs to them? Lies, all lies.

But Quaritch knows the truth. That baby, the child the royal couple holds is his son. His blood! His ‘wife’ was a foolish woman. Giving away their child to the royals. She is at fault in this mess too! Too bad she is dead otherwise quaritch would have given her a piece of his mind. But it is not too late. Good thing he still remembers the ins and outs of the palace. After all, he used to be their top chief. The king’s once right hand man. Now replaced by that snarky brat.

Quartich will have his revenge soon enough. He will have his son back one way or another.

Night came, and silent as an owl, quaritch entered the royal bedroom without a squeak. Quietly and effortlessly he passed by the couple who were sleeping soundly. Beside them was the cradle where HIS son was sleeping. The cradle was elegantly crafted with golden trims and plush pillows. Only a few days old and he is being spoiled rotten. Cant have that.

Grabbing his scissors, quaritch goes for the baby’s golden locks. His hair will be a dead give away if anyone finds him. However, just cutting a small strand, the piece of hair turned dark brown and the baby began to cry.

There was no time.

When Jake and Neytiri awoke to the cries of their child, they were too late.

In their eyes, a dark hooded figure stood at the balcony with their baby in his arms. Before Jake can reach him, the hooded figure jumps off and into the dark forest.

Neytiri cried, not believing what just happened. Jake was quick to call out the night guards. Alarms were sounded, tsu’tey was quick to gather his army to search for the thief who stole their sun.

18 years later

“Get your ass over here!” Z-dog, a professional female thief, growls at the little brat who seems to be taking his sweet ass time. Opening the top trap door that led straight down to the golden crown that was heavily guarded. Lyle, her partner in crime, was also getting impatient.

“Just a sec….wow……this view is nice, very nice…..guys I want my own castle” a young boy spoke. Age 14 and already making a long list of crimes against the kingdom. This will be the biggest one yet.

“When we do this job, you can have you own castle” lyle grits his teeth as he yanks lo’ak back to the missions. Tying the rope on his waist, they lower lo’ak down to the crown room.

Quickly he shoves the gold crown into the satchel until one of the guards sneezes loudly.

“Ugh, day fever?” lo’ak asks.

“Yeah” the guard answers casually. Until he realized what just happened. Looking up, he and the other guards saw lo’ak being pulled back up and quickly make a run for it.

“What a great day to be aliiiiiiiiiiiiive!!” lo’ak shouts as he, z-dog and lyle run across the bride that connects the forest and the kingdom.

The three ran fast at top speed. They already knew the royal guards were on their way to hunt them down. Capital punishment awaits them. tulkun might get some leeway. He really only wanted adventure, but for sure he does not want to really suffer the consequences.

As they ran for it, they halted to a dead end. Hearing the soldiers nearing, acting quick was needed.

“Give me a boost and I will pull you both up,” Tulkun said in a hurry.

Z-dog and lyle looked at each other and then at him.

“Give us the satchel first” z-dog says as she reaches for it.

Looking quite offended, Tulkun places a hand over his chest, “I cant….after all we have been together, you guys still dont trust me?”

Dead looks was all he was given.

“Ouch”

He gives the satchel to z-dog and the three were quick to holl up lo’ak. Purposely stepping in z-dogs face as he reaches the top.

“Now help us up, pretty boy” she demands while reaching her hand up.

“Sorry, but my hands are full” tulkun smirks while holding the satchel and makes a run for it.

“What the- TULKUUUUUUUUUUN!!”

That was close, way too close for tulkun’s liking. Tsu’tey was close to seeing his face. If he did then its game over. For now, he will have to lie low, no doubt his family will be worried to death about him. His parents are way too protective. They will be even more once he gets back. Not something he looks forward to.

For now, he found a little cave that was actually a little entryway to a tower. How long was that there?

Not giving much thought he was quick to climb the tower and shut the doors[?] windows. Finally being able to be at peace, he opens the satchel to see the golden crown. Sighing in relief.

“Hello at last-”

Darkness was all he saw.

“Who are you and how did you find me?”

Miles demanded to know from the young stranger. Tied to the chair, miles made sure his long dreads were enough to make sure the invader didn't escape. Who the hell was he to just climb into someone's tower unannounced? And talking to themselves?

Father was right, there are crazy people out there.

“Is this….all hair?” the stranger asked as he looked at his long dreads.

“Hey! I asked you first! Answer!” miles shouts. Holding the pan tightly, he points it at the stranger. His little friend, payakan climbs on the pan, looking dead in the eyes of the stranger.

“Is that a blue lizard…?” the stranger asks another question. Do all strangers keep on asking questions?

“Hey! I get to ask questions here, not you! Got that?” Miles narrows his eyes trying to look as threatening as possible. The stranger rapidly shook his head agreeing.

Miles starts to walk around the stranger while swinging his pan.

“So stranger, have you come for my hair? Cut it? Sell it?” he begins to accuse.

The stranger looks at him confused.

“What? No! Look, I came here to hide because a horse is on my ass! And now I have to-wait wait! My satchel! Where is my satchel!?”

Crossing his arms, confidently smiling, miles responds “I’ve hidden in, somewhere where you will never find it”

The stranger looks to his left, “It's hidden in that pot, isn't it?”

BANG!

Tulkun woke up once again, this time feeling something wet in his ear. Turning he sees the weird blue lizard outstretching his long tongue in his ear. Feeling grossed out, he shouts, “STOP THAT!!” startling the lizard.

“Now I’ve hidden it somewhere you’ll never find it” the weird boy says.

“Now back to the main question, how did you find me?” the boy asks again.

“Look, in all honesty, I was running through the forest ok? I have an army at my ass and a horse! Just give me the crown back and I will leave. Alright?” tulkun replies honestly.

The weird boy, or guy since he looks older, stares at him confusingly.

“Wait, you don't want my hair?” he asks.

“Why on earth would I want your hair? Actually, why do you even want your hair this long? Don't you have a knife or scissors in this place?”

The weird guy didn't say anything. Walking away at some distance to talk to his blue lizard friend. Whispering some stuff he couldnt make out. However, using that time to try and free himself. No use, the guy tied him up pretty dang good.

“Alright, it seems you are saying the truth. Now to important matters, look over here” the guy says as he shifts his hair for the chair to move, making him land on his face.

Lifting a curtain aside, the boy reveals a beautiful painting on top of an empty chimney. It showed a dark blue sky with lanterns floating up in the sky.

“Do you know what these are?” the guy asks.

“The lanterns? Yeah, they do that for the lost prince” tulkun says automatically. No real emotion behind it. Holding in his indifferent feelings for that specific day. His face is starting to hurt against the floor. Trying to push himself up, he couldn't hear what the guy said. Until suddenly he was being lifted up.

“I have a deal I want to make,” the weird guy said.

Take him to see the lanterns and in return he gets the crown back. No big deal. Seems simple enough. Except for one thing.

“WOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!

“What have I done?”

“I LOVE THS!!”

“What if he finds out??”

“I DONT CARE!!”

“I am horrible”

“I FEEL GREAT!!”

“I'm going back, i'm a horrible son”

“I AM NEVER GOING BACK!!”

Tulkun didn't think he would also be a babysitter. Damn, and he thought his sister was terrible with mood swings. This weird guy clearly is older than him yet acts just like his baby sister who is 3.

After what felt like centuries, the weird guy calms down but not in high spirits.

“It seems you seem to be in turmoil. Look, it does seem a lot. But from the bits I heard, it seems you got a protective father, leaving without telling, talking to a stranger whom you never met and now going somewhere that you need to rely on said stranger to get there. This is pretty serious stuff you know”

The weird guy just stares at him.

“Part of life you know. Kinda late but it seems you are going through what I like to call “fuck the rules” phase. Personally I hope it's not a phase. Normal stuff” tulkun continues to say while simultaneously shoving the blue lizard off his shoulder.

“Really…?” the guy asks.

“Yup, but this might make your dad upset. Hell, break his heart and crush his soul even. But its fine”

“Wait, you are gaslighting me aren't you” the weird guy was picking up on what tulkun was trying to do.

“I tried” tulkun answered honestly.

“No, we are going to see those lights,” the weird guy says, standing up for himself.

“Oh yeah? What I don't want anymore?” tulkun mocks him.

“I will use this” the pan was pointing at him again.

“Ugh, fine”

“Miles”

“Hm?”

“My name is miles. I forgot to tell you my name earlier” miles says.

“Oh nice….”

“What is your name?” miles asks.

“......its tulkun”

Miles heard that slight hesitation. Perhaps its not his real name.

“Cool, this is payakan. My one and only friend”

Payakan stands on miles’s left shoulder, glaring at tulkun.

“He really doesnt like me, does he?” tulkun eyes at the reptile.

“Eh, he will warm up to you. Now, what was that place called again?” miles claps his hands, getting a little hungry.

“It's called recom port. Best steaks and cold drinks. Hits the spot all the time. And the folks there are super friendly” tulkun says. Smirking inwardly. Surly that place will scare miles back to his little tower.

Wherever miles goes, tulkun can't help but notice how it was so easy to bring in people. The recom outcasts were super friendly towards him! And they hated tulkun! The hell?! Even worse, miles managed to have them all sing for hours non-stop. Tulkun is just so done. He wants the crown and go back home. Screw with whatever punishment his dad will give him. He can take it.

Even worse since miles somehow tamed that demon of a horse.

“Awe, such a good girl aren't you….zeze!” miles coos at the light blue horse. Reading the collar the fowl beast has.

Zeze was wagging her tail like some dog. Ready to comply with whatever miles tells her.

“You cant be serious, that thing is capable of murder!!” tulkun tries to reason with miles.

“Did she kill?”

“Umm…no but I wouldn't doubt it!

Miles rolls his eyes and continues to pet zeze.

“Look, we are tired from walking and zeze seems to have a lot of energy. Why not ride her the rest of the way? It's a win-win. What do you think, big girl? Want to blow off some steam?” Miles suggests to the hell beast who neighs in agreement.

“Oh you have got to be kidding me” tulkun rolls his eyes. He would rather walk on hot rocks than deal with her.

“Come on, it will be easier. Look, I can tell you both dont get along but please just until we get to the lights? Please?” miles pleads.

Zeze seems to side with him, offering her hoof, she and tulkun shake in agreement.

“Wonderful! Now lets get on!” miles says happily as he climbs on zeze. Payakan sitting on zeze’s head getting a good view and tulkun sits behind miles.

“Have you ever rode on a horse before?” tulkun asks.

“Nope, first time! HIYAH!”

Zeze takes off, letting the winds hit their faces and excitement filling their lungs.

It was amazing! Miles has never seen this many people before! And they all live together in smaller yet wider towers? So cool! And the food! So delicious! More books to read, new music to listen to. It was so perfect.

A kind lady even gifted him a small flat with a sun design and a flower. He admires the pretty flower until he sees other people laying their flowers in front of an interesting mural.

“It's for the lost prince” a child says to their baby sibling.

Lost prince?

Miles takes a good look at the mural. There stood two proud looking people. A man and a woman, wearing fancy looking clothing. In the woman's arms was a baby. A child who is smiling and have lovely golden hair and blue eyes.

“Poor baby…” miles mutters. He places his flower on the base of the mural. Whoever the baby is, hopefully he comes back to his family soon.

Night came and tulkun managed to get a small boat for them to the surrounding moat. The lanturn festival was about to begin. Tulkun look to see miles not smiling anymore.

“Hey, you ok..? Feeling excited?” he asks.

“Feeling kind of terrified actually…” miles confesses.

Tulkun tilts his head, “how come?”

“All my life, for as long as I can remember I look at my window and see beautiful stars in the sky. Always wondering what they were. And here I am, about to see the truth….I'm scared to be disappointed”

Tulkun, understanding his new friend, places an arm over his shoulder.

“Nothing wrong with being disappointed. In the end, you will get to see what is more than the stars as you call them”

Miles smiles a bit, “and what if they are? What then?”

“That is the fun part I guess. It opens a path for a new journey”

Neytiri straights jake’s outcoat, making him presentable. Her eyes meet his. Sadness and sorrow are all there is. No words are needed to be said. She knows. What is supposed to be a joyous day has now become a sad tradition for all.

They meet their children on the balcony, all holding their own lanterns. Yet, neytiri and jake notice their third son is missing. It was just putting more salt on the wound.

Taking the lead, they light up their lantern and together they let it go. The royal children followed. Moments after, all of the kingdom let go of their lanterns. The darkened sky now filled with lanterns, all goes at their own pace.

Neytiri and jake hold each other close while holding their children. Their hopes depleting each year. The hope that one day, their first child would return home. That hopefully their son would find these lanterns and use them as a guide back to them.

But its been 18 years. A grown adult by now.

They make sure their children know of their big brother, and how he would have loved each and everyone of them. Their children never doubted that.

“He will come home this time, right mama….?” The first princess asks her mother as she stares at the lanterns. Every year she asks the same question. Every year, neytiri answers the same thing.

“He must”

Miles was in awe. The lanterns were so beautiful! Each one was different yet all burned brightly.

“I finally know the truth…” he says.

Tulkun hears this……

“Lo’ak” he speaks.

“Hm?”

“My real name is Lo’ak, tulkun was just a disguise name…” lo’ak admits.

“Why?” miles asks, curious to know.

“My family….well my parents to be precise. Are very protective. Like super protective. Cant go anywhere without someone spying on me or my siblings…” lo’ak says with what sounds like defeat in his voice.

“You see….I have an older brother and two younger sisters. My parents however, had a son before my big brother neteyam. Spider was his name. My parents said he was only 3 months old before a dark cloaked guy took him away. They never knew who he was or why the stranger took him. That night traumatized them for life. Dont get me wrong, it is sad. He would have been 4 or 5 years old by the time I was born. Its just….” lo’ak couldn't continue.

“So that is why you are rebellious…wanting to get out of their tight hold. Needing to breathe and just take risks for the fun of it” miles finishes for him.

Lo’ak looks at miles’s long hair.

“Yeah…but what about you? You never told me why you lived in that tall, isolated tower” lo’ak asks, wanting to change the subject.

“My dad….he too is overprotective. Growing up, he tells me all of the dangerous things that happen outside of the tower. Baby stealing ghouls, men with sharp teeth, diseases, blood sucking monsters. I was terrified. But in reality…he kept me there because of my hair…”

Miles moves his dreads to the side to reveal a short dark strand of hair.

“My hair….is what is keeping me alive. If cut, it affects my health. He doesn't know why, niether do I but…something like that, it has to be protected”

“So….you never left that tower?” lo’ak was astounded. Miles, a grown adult at this point, has never seen what life has to offer?

Miles nodded.

“And you still want to go back…?”

Miles looked to be contemplating on that question. But before could be said, near the dock was two unpleasantly familiar people.

“There, it will be just like it never happened” his dad says.

Miles was back at the tower. Any traces of him being outside was gone. Lo’ak left him and took the crown. Leaving him vulnerable to two dangerous strangers who wanted to cut his hair for higher value. If it wasn't for his dad finding him, who knows what could have happened.

“Hey, I will make that coup you like so much, that will lift your spirits up” his dad was exiting his room.

“Look son, I know it seems unfair but you have to understand. Not everything is bright and good. Terrible people who sees any trace of goodness, they will destroy it no matter what” with that, he goes downstairs.

Leaving miles alone. He stares at the paintings he has done on the ceiling. Why do they look familiar?

Pulling out the little flag he still kept, he compares the sun to the familiar shapes.

“What the…?” why do his painting have the sun symbol?

Suddenly, he got a massive headache.

Memories of a past he didn't know he had came flooding in.

“WAIT WAIT DAD!! YOU DONT GET IT!!” lo’ak shouts as he tries to fight back his uncle figure tsu’tey. The other night he was knocked out by z-dog and lyle, tying him on a canoe with the crown. Now being punished, he was to be sent to a neighboring kingdom as a form of punishment for stealing a royal crown.

Jake, having had enough of his son's lies, false promises, and fake sympathy, didnt want to hear him anymore.

“Hopefully this will teach you a lesson son. You knew how important that crown was. Stealing was the last straw "Jake says. His family beside him, none wanting lo’ak to go but it was necessary.

“NO!! YOU DONT GET IT!! THEY TOLD ME!! HE IS ALIVE!! DAMN IT!! IM SORRY UNCLE!!” with a quick hit with his head, lo’ak managed to free himself from tsu’tey. Acting fast he made a run for it.

“ZEZE!!” he calls out. The majestic yet beastly horse answers his call, he climbed onto her.

Tsu’tey calls his soldiers to follow lo’ak, his family yelling to come back. “HE IS ALIVE!! SPIDER IS ALIVE!!” was all lo’ak said before zeze ran faster, heading straight to the forest. This whole time, this whole time! His big brother is alive!! He has a lot to make up for right now, lo’ak needs to get him out of the tower and away from the stranger miles calls ‘father’.

There was so much blood. Miles didnt know how to heal him. He wanted to save lo’ak, save him, tell him of his newfound revelation! Yet his dad has him tied to chains like some feral animal.

“That is enough! You are going somewhere far more hidden! Somewhere where you won't even see the sunlight!” his father says. Miles can hardly recognize him anymore. All he sees is a scary, tall man who sees miles as some golden item rather than a human being.

Yet miles fought back, as best as he could. Lo’ak is dying,he needs to do something!

“Let me heal him please!” miles begs. Tears ran down his face.

“Let me heal him, and you and I will be together. Just like we always have. Please dad, let me save him”

His dad saw lo’ak laying still, thinking he won't last long. He ties a chain to his ankle, just incase the brat gets any ideas of following them. Miles was quick, panicking but doing his best to close the wound.

“Miles…” lo’ak whispers weakly, “dont…I can let you…” he tries his hardest to say,

“I cant let you die…” miles whispers, more tears falling out.

Lo’ak gets closer as if to tell miles something, however, in a surprise move, he cuts miles hair.

“Lo’ak!! What did you…!!” his was was quick to turn a dark brown, his dreads also losing their golden color.

“NO!!! WHAT DID YOU DO?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!?” the mad man shrieks. In a hurry he tries to collect the hair, not carrying where he is stepping. He tangles himself in the dreads, unknowingly wrapping himself. In a daze he trips.

Over the tower’s window.

Falling to his death. His screams are now silent.

Miles couldn't comprehend what just happened. Yet he had to focus on lo’ak.

“Im sorry….brother….” lo’aks arms went limp, his eyes closed.

“No no no!! Stay with me lo’ak! Please!!” miles cries out loud. Now he truly is alone. No friend, no father, no one. Just himself. He lets his tears fall on lo’aks wound.

“Please save him…!! I beg you!! Save him!!” miles didnt know to who he was calling to. To himself? To some holy being? Perhaps he was already losing his mind now that he lost his golden hair. Or perhaps, not all is lost…

Bright light flooded the tower from the outside. Its light radiating warmth, reminds miles that of the lanterns. Bright yet gentle. It was like being swaddled in a blanket. The light surrounded him and lo’ak. His hair, although now messy, its golden color returned. The light touches lo’ak’s wound, sealing it, healing him.

Just as it has appeared, the light has dispersed. As if it never did.

Holding in his breathe, miles looks over at lo’ak, hoping to see something.

A cough was heard, more coughs, and a scruff.

“Oh fuck…did I hit something?” Lo’ak asks as he sits up.

Miles shouts in happiness. Hugging lo’ak tightly, he says his thanks to the mysterious light that saved his friend. His brother.

Quickly, neytiri and jake along with their children make haste to the balcony where tsu’tey said was where he was waiting.

They all hold hands tightly, reassuring one another that this is real, its not a dream.

Opening the doors, they see lo’ak. Beside him was someone jake and neytiri thought they would never see.

A young, tall man with short yet very familiar golden hair stood before them. Wide, sparkly blue eyes that can rival the sky. His familiar smile, his aura radiant of warm happiness. This is him.

“Spider…” neytiri whispers, getting closer to him. Touching his cheeks, his hands, his ears, hair, everything.

“It is you…my spider, my son” she confirms. A mother could never mistake her child.

Hugging him close, she cries out in joy. Jake followed soon after her. Holding his son after so many years. Kissing his head, hearing his heartbeat. Their son has returned.

“You did find him…” jake says to lo’ak.

Lo’ak smiles, joining in the hug, not saying much as to let his parents have this moment.

“Come come my children, meet your big brother! He is home!” neytiri gestures her three other children, neteyam, kiri and tuk. The three join in one massive group hug.

This is what miles, or now, spider, wanted. To feel truly loved. This is his family, may take some time getting used to, but spider truly felt at home with them. For they are warm and radiant, like that of the sun.

Aaaaaaaaaand that is it for this one! Hope you all liked it! Until next time! See ya!

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