Chapter 3- The Conquered and the Conqueror


Coszcatl walked through the field and gave a loud sigh. Next to her was a young man of great strength who was well known among the people.

"My lady, the fields have been suffering." The young man said.

"I know, Cuauhtémoc, I know." Coszcatl sighed. "The gods are displeased with us."

"Perhaps, but we can hope they will forgive us. Look at the sky, lovely immortal, it grows gray. Perhaps it shall rain." Cuauhtémoc smiled. Coszcatl felt her heart skip a bit at his smile. He was a perfect example of how nearly perfect human men could be.

"Maybe the sacrifices are not enough if they are just ungrateful! Perhaps we need willing sacrifices!" She said excitedly staring up at the emerging clouds.

"Perhaps if we gave the gods more warm hearts they would favor us- It's raining!" He announced feeling the sweet water on his skin. "Maybe we are slowly wining back their favor!"

Coszcatl smiled and replied, "It must be so! But we must get to a dry area until this rain stops" The young man nodded and grabbed her hand running towards the nearest area that was free of rain.

Once in the dry area the two sat for a moment before Cuauhtémoc spoke, "The emperor will have me marry his daughter soon."

"I heard." Coszcatl replied looking away from him.

"I do not think she likes me."

"Then she is a fool. You are a brave and strong young man and I can see you shall be much loved."

"I feel honored hearing those words from the Immortal Beauty of our people… I have noticed something. Some nights you don't sleep. You seem agitated. If you do not mind answering, what ails you so?"

Coszcatl held her breath. Should I tell him about what happened? He will think me mad! But what if…

"If I tell you something you must swear you can never tell!"

"You have my word."

"A few years ago, when I came to be the physical age of marrying, I saw one of the gods. She was weeping for her children and part of me fears…"

"… That she spoke of us?"

"Yes…"

Cuauhtémoc was silent for a moment. He said nothing before slowly reaching and grabbing Coszcatl's hand. He looked to her and said, "My immortal lady, I will not let your father fall. I will fight to protect to him. If she has foretold our end, we will fight with what little we have left."

Coszcatl smiled at his kind words and moved closer to him. Cuauhtémoc did not stop her movements. He welcomed the rare closeness of the normally cold-hearted warrior. To him, she was like a rose, beautiful with many thorns to protect it. He gently wrapped his arms around her as the rain fell from the sky.

"If only…" He heard his immortal beauty whisper.

If only…


-Tenochtitlan-


Xilippi gave a curious look at his daughter. She seemed much more feminine. It was not a bad thing but part of him feared the reason as to why she wore only her best robes and silks and why she was often disappeared.

"Where do you go these days?" He asked his daughter, watching her every move before fully evaluating the situation.

"Out with Cuauhtémoc. We check to see if there are any fertile areas or how to please the gods." She replied plaiting her hair with a ribbon that Xilippi knew was not a gift from himself.

"You should not grow so attached to humans. I have made the mistake before." He warned.

"I am not doing that, father. He is my friend and he will be king after Montezuma. I am simply evaluating him before he takes the throne." She replied with an annoyed tone.

"Coszcatl, our kind cannot love their kind. It leads to heartbreak. It creates great pain and agony." He said giving his daughter a pleading stare.

"You act as if I am ignorant of these unwritten laws. I know father." She snapped.

Xilippi took a deep breath. "Coszcatl, you know this law but I fear you will be as foolish as I was and ignore it." He said softly.

"I will not." She said through gritted teeth.

"Father Xilippi! Lady Coszcatl!" A soldier called running to their temple. Coszcatl and Xilippi stopped arguing. They quickly went outside to see the soldier. "Some strange man has appeared to people of the coast."

Xilippi and Coszcatl looked at each other in worry.

"What do they look like?" Coszcatl asked.

"They are very pale and they like gold… Almost as if though they feast on it… Maybe they could be gods?" the man responded.

"I shall go see this at once." Coszcatl announced.

"The emperor wishes to see you as well." The man stated.

Xilippi and Coszcatl nodded and headed straight towards the palace of the emperor. They entered to find Montezuma, Cuauhtémoc, and Tecuichpotzin. Coszcatl stared at the young girl for a moment with slight hatred. True the girl was a child and had just lost her first husband but part of her was still petty and did not like their girl's existence.

"Father Xilippi, we have strangers on our land. We look to you for guidance." The emperor stated with worry on his face.

"We must see if these strangers are gods first. Send our best runners with foods of the gods and see how they react." Xilippi said.

"I will go with them father. I feel like I must." Coszcatl announced.

"I do not think you should." Cuauhtémoc stated.

"Listen to the prince, Coszcatl. I will go and you will stay." Her father said.


-In another Place-


A tall handsome young man stood watching the ocean and the land meet. His dark green eyes surveyed the area for a moment while a deviant smile played on his lips.

"Don Antonio, the men await you for the festivities and Marina wishes to see you about these people called 'Aztecs'." An older man said bowing before the brown haired man.

"Si, I'll be there in a minute." Antonio replied. This place shall be my crown jewel. From what Marina has told me, this Empire has a child. That child could be my ticket to more gold. I can see it now. Palaces filled with women ready to offer not only their gold but their bodies as well.

"Don Antonio…" A soft female voice called.

"Marina…" He replied turning to the woman. "Tell me about this man called Zihlipee."

"Xilippi is called father of the people. You want his daughter Coszcatl, who is known to be even more beautiful than the empress." Marina replied looking down at the floor. This will be my revenge on those people. I was a princess and they humiliated me.

"What is this Cohscahtel like?" The Spaniard asked sitting down and pouring himself some wine.

"She is very strong willed but she will be easy to break. From what I can recall, she is foolish enough to love a mortal. Kill the mortal and she will be yours to control."

"What is this mortal's name?"

"Montezuma."


Long chapter. Okay so more history notes

Cuauhtémoc is a very important figure in the history of Mexico. He was the last Emperor of the Aztec empire so I made him Mexico's crush in her time with her father. He is greatly loved in Mexico and has many places and daily things named in his honor and he has a lot of monuments.

Princess Tecuichpotzin is the daughter of Montezuma. I took a few liberties here with the history. Originally, she married after her father died. But instead here I simply made her a widow at the age of six. She was the last empress of the Aztec empire. Remember her she's important.

Marina or Malinche is a dark female figure in Mexico's history. She is known as a traitor to the indigenous by translating for Cortés during the Spanish Conquest. She is also one of the weeping women of Mexico because she will later kill her son with Cortés as revenge for him marrying a Spanish noble and because of her jealousy towards that. She thinks that Mexico has been in love with Montezuma whereas in reality she could care less about him.

Long historical notes for this chapter. Next chapter will still be focusing on this and then after we find out how much of a dick Spain is we get to see the Philippines deal with the flamboyant idiot that found him.