Everyone, first of all I'm going to say this fic was planned and written by my friend Neagoieolivia, I gave her my permission to use my lizard Ocs as the main characters, since she is from another country I corrected any grammatical and spelling mistakes she might have made, and since she doesn't have a fanfiction account, she asked me to publish it. Technically this is a co-writing.

Credit for the story plot and any other Ocs not mine goes to Neagoieolivia. The Lizards belong to me.

Anyway, enjoy!

It wasn't unknown that Xibalba's servants were among the best in all the realms. They were known by their European heritage and the loyalty that they had for their master, no matter who he was. In this case, Xibalba was the Lord and Master of the Land of the Forgotten, which practically meant they only obeyed direct orders from him and, well, his wife to some extent and matters. But from all his servants, five of them were remarkably close to Xibalba, tough none of them forgot their place as simple servitude... most of the time, at least.

That morning started as usual. The servants awakened and got ready for the day before their master so that they could prepare breakfast for him, and take it to his room, just like he liked. An hour later, there was a knock on Xibalba's door. The dark god muttered as he threw the covers off him, letting out a yawn and stretching out his wings.

"Come in!" Xibalba said as he put on his bathrobe.

"Good morning, my lord. Breakfast is served." He heard Emilio's voice from behind the door.

"Just leave it on the table, I'll bring the empty plates down when I am done." He glanced at the lizard. "Gracias, Emilio."

"If you don't need me for the moment, I'll be taking my leave." With a small bow, Emilio walked out of the room.

From all their years of serving this particular god, the lizards knew Xibalba's likes and dislikes like the palm of their hands. They knew how much sugar and milk he liked in his favorite type of coffee, they knew his favorite wine brands and the ones he detested, they knew he liked his pillows fluffed and the bed warmer on winter nights, so it was not a surprise that they knew their master had a more European taste than most of the pantheon, as well as a big appetite. His breakfast consisted two perfectly cooked eggs seasoned with pepper, two slices of golden, crunchy bacon and boiled sausages. On another plate, there was some toast with blueberry jam and honey. It was also known that Xibalba was a great coffee drinker, so a big cup of coffee accompanied the dishes as complement. After enjoying his breakfast, Xibalba dressed up, putting on his armor, gloves and crown, giving his moustaches and beard a small brush, and, like he said he would, picked the empty plates from the tea table and made his way to the kitchen. It was the least he could do for them, his servants already had many chores to deal with.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the lizards who had finished some of their morning chores enjoyed a cup of coffee as well.

''Regina, I have no idea how you made that breakfast, but it looked simply delicious. You said that you wanted to try new recipes, right?" Emilio inquired.

"Yes, but I still wonder if Lord Xibalba liked it." Regina replied, taking a sip from her coffee.

" Are you nuts?! He loves it. You always prepare the best dishes." Roberto chuckled, before wincing. "The only one who can actually cook something edible, though."

Regina blushed. "Ay Roberto, thank you. I do hope that as well. I could make you some later if you want."

"That wouldn't be necessary, but thank you, anyway."

"Anytime."

Just then, Xibalba entered the kitchen and placed the empty plates on the table. All the lizards stood up and gave him a respectful bow.

The dark god smiled at the female lizard. "Thank you for the breakfast, Regina. New recipes?"

"Yes, my lord. " Regina smiled at him, showing more confidence than the others. She was indeed one of the lizards who was the closest to Xibalba. Being the only female in that place, her treatment was slightly different from the rest, both from her master and the rest of the lizards.

"Is there anything else that you need, My Lord?" asked Emilio.

"Only check if there is any mail for me today. I will be in my study for the time being."

"Very well, my lord"

As Xibalba walked out of the kitchen, all the servants went back to their chores. Emilio headed towards the entrance gate to the castle as usual to look for any mail that his master may have received. He found a few envelopes of different colors and seals, but one caught his attention. Judging by it's appearance, it must be something very important. The envelope was golden and there were golden swirls adorning its sides. Emilio rushed to his master's study and knocked the door being, waiting until his master gave him permission to enter.

"This is the mail for today, My Lord"

"Thank you." As Xibalba checked the envelopes, the gold one with the seal of Aztlan caught his attention. "Emilio?"

" Yes, My Lord?" the lizard inquired.

"When did this letter arrive?" Xibalba asked him, opening the envelope and taking a read at the letter.

"It must have arrived last night, I think."

As Xibalba read the letter, he remained frozen in shock. It came directly from the Kings.

"Emilio, fetch Regina, Lorenzo, Juarez and Roberto and meet me in the throne room in five minutes."

Whatever that letter said, he had the feeling it was not good. Still, Emilio nodded and rushed out of the room. He technically dragged Roberto from his 'morning nap', then rushed all the way outside to fetch Juarez, casually finding Lorenzo there moving some hay stacks, and finally he went to the kitchen to fetch Regina, who was in the middle of preparing tea. The lizards met back in the throne room, where Xibalba was already waiting for them, sitting on his throne with a solemn expression. Most of them were panting heavily from having to run all out of sudden without being able to take a breath.

Juarez was the first to speak as soon as he regained his lost breath. "Is there anything that we can do for you, My Lord?"

It took Xibalba a few seconds to answer. "Seems like… I am not the only one who appreciates your services ...or at least tries to obtain them."

"What do you mean?" Roberto asked.

"This…" Xibalba showed them the golden envelope and the letter. "… is a letter from Aztlan. It seems like Tezcatlipoca's servants went… well, you know… and now he is making a contest to select other servants to replace them. It says here that all the servants from each realm have to organize a ball. A ball which every god will be attending and, of course, Tezcatlipoca and Quetzalcoatl will declare the winners on the event."

The incredibly loud 'what?!' echoed though the castle, it resounded so much in that room that Xibalba had to cover his ears. Regina, Emilio, Roberto, Juarez and Lorenzo were speechless, they had never thought about the possibility of ever leaving their master. But being servants in Aztlan...It was known that all the servitude in Aztlan was turned into deceased humans, in the rare occasions that they were any other type of creature, before taking their duties. This could be a good chance for them to see what it meant to have the memories back, and know who they really were before serving in The Land of the Forgotten. IT was strange, they had no memories of their lives in the Land of the Living, and not even Xibalba could bring them back, since he didn't even know what caused that strange phenomena in the first place. Maybe the Land of the Forgotten was true to its name, and it wiped the memories of the half-transformed. If they could win… maybe the Kings could restore their memories back…

But at what price?

Juarez spoke again. "The Kings want US to participate at that contest?"

"Well, Juarez, it says here that all the servants must participate, but only one team will be selected."

"Wait, if all the servants from all the realms will compete, this means that… La Muerte's servants will be there as well... " Regina sighed in dismay.

"You mean...? Argh!" Roberto groaned in frustration, taking a hand to his forehead. "Great, just great! This is the last thing we need!"

Xibalba was surprised at their tone. "What do you mean? "

"Santiago and Ronela!" the five lizards, Lorenzo included, technically spat the names.

"What's wrong with La Muerte's servants?" There were times when Xibalba thought his wife's servitude was...well, to put it lightly...better trained than his staff in certain things. But to him, it didn't matter how good other gods' servants were, he would never even think of replacing Emilio and the rest. In fact, under these circumstances, Xibalba was starting to worry at the idea of losing them. Sure, they would get a better lif-err, afterlife if they served one of the Kings, he was certain Tezcatlipoca would be more than pleased if he were to choose them, but… He'd miss them very much; they were almost like family to him.

"Oh, nothing at all, My Lord. Just the fact that ...well, considering we had to organize your wedding along with…" Roberto's fins bristled as he spoke with grit teeth. "Them..."

"What happened that you speak like that about them?" Xibalba inquired, standing up from his throne and looking down at his servants in surprise.

"Let's say that we didn't get along too well..." Regina growled with crossed arms. "And I am certain that this time it won't be different."

"Regina is right, My Lord." Emilio commented, and the other lizards nodded in agreement. "But I guess we don't have much of a choice..."

Xibalba sighed. "No, you don't. Unfortunately."

"But why are you guys worrying so much about it? We won't win, anyway." Roberto shrugged.

"Why not, Roberto? Do you think the teams from the other realms are better than you? "

"It doesn't really matter what we think, My Lord. It's only that we will have some pretty tough competition." Regina implied, sighing sadly.

"Eyup." Lorenzo nodded.

Xibalba sighed. "Anyway, tomorrow we must go to Aztlan, and you five are coming with me. All the staff groups with their respective masters will be there." He nodded at them, motioning them to go. "Go have rest, you'll need all the energy possible."

"Yes, My Lord."

With a last bow, the five left the room with uncertain expressions. Once they were out of their master's sight, they rushed towards the staff room. It was surprisingly big, and the beds were wide, Xibalba took no expenses in affording the best comfort for his staff. Luckily, the rest of the lizards were doing their chores, so they wouldn't be interrupted. They had to discuss this important matter in private.

"On my scales! Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?!" Juarez asked enthusiastically.

"No, Juarez, much better!" Roberto chirped.

Emilio glanced at him. "What do you mean, Roberto?"

"I mean... Imagine it! This is our chance to become humans again, and beat Santiago and Ronela once and for all." Roberto grinned evilly. "Those sweet corpses think that they are better than us in every way possible just because we have scales and tails, I can't wait to rub our victory into their faces! They are nothing but lazy, two-faced dumbs!"

"You've said it, Roberto." Regina nodded proudly. "But if we do win, it means that we'll have to leave Xibalba alone…" her smile disappeared in realization. "There are the others, but… I don't like the idea of leaving him…"

"I agree with you in that one, Regina! We can't do this to Lord Xibalba!" Emilio said loudly, almost shouting.

Roberto couldn't believe it. "Guys! Are you two listening to yourselves? This might be our only chance to find out who we were! How we looked like! Where we lived! And are you going to let this opportunity slip from your hands? Are you serious?!" He felt attached to Xibalba too, but it was their identity they were talking about, for goodness sake!

Speechless, Regina and Emilio stared at Roberto, and then exchanged glances. Maybe he was right on this one…just maybe. It wasn't pleasant not remembering who they had been in life, if they had a life at all.

"I agree with him!" All looks turned to Juarez. " Roberto is right. This can be our only chance. We have little chance to win this competition, but who knows? Maybe if we do our best, we might win! And we ask the kings to restore out memories!"

"Eyup!" Lorenzo added, rather excitedly.

It was official. Roberto, Juarez and Lorenzo were too delighted at the idea of becoming humans they were forgetting how long they had served Xibalba and how well he had treated them all these years. Regina and Emilio were on their own in this one, but what else could they do about it? They had to obey the rules. The Kings had ordered it, and their word was the law for everyone.

The next day came faster than they had expected. They took breakfast hastily and headed to Aztlan early in the morning, where many gods had already arrived with part of their best staff. Now, all five of them awaited with Xibalba in front of doors of the throne room, in the majestic main temple of Aztlan.

Xibalba glanced down at the lizards, noting they were trembling lightly. "Are you guys nervous?"

"N-No, My Lord. Not a bit" Juarez simply said, stuttering a bit.

Actually, their hearts were drumming and they thought they would burst out of their chests at any moment. Just the thought of meeting Santiago and Ronela once more made them have a headache. They didn't like the idea. Just then, La Muerte crossed the doors and floated down the carpet to meet her husband.

"Hi, Xibalba" La Muerte smiled, leaning in for a kiss. Xibalba gladly accepted it and returned it passionately.

"Hola, mi amor. " he whispered seductively.

La Muerte turned her attention at the lizards. The five of them gave their Lord's Lady a small bow. She smiled at them. "I haven't seen you in a while, guys. Are you here for the competition too? I received the invitation yesterday."

Regina was the first to reply, smiling. "We are glad to see you again as well, My Lady."

"Well, look who decided to show up."

"If it isn't the scaly troupe..."

Speak of the devil. All looks turned in the direction of the sound, and the lizards muttered under their breath as they turned towards the door.