The Myth of Outsider

Date: December 6, 2007

It's been days since I had that chat with Javier and Juan, well I guess also Mathis. For the past five days we've been recording all over the village and around the temple. We haven't gone inside yet, we need permission do that, but the priest won't say yes.

Javier went missing today, Juan said that he went to the temple. If we wanted to see we had to get permission first. So we confronted Pedro about it.

"I can't let you go in there. Everything must stay in order till the moon has passed! I'm sorry, if you enter the temple now death will surly follow!"

"It's just an empty temple, why should we fear it?" John asked as he fiddled with his sound equipment.

"We need to know if Javier is ok." Lucas told with strength in his voice.

"How many times must I tell you? NO!"

Lucas grabs Perdo by the collar and held his fist close to him, even though he had no clue what Pedro said other than the word 'no'.

"Tell us what is in that temple and you won't get the hell beat out of you!"

Pedro coverd his face and screamed, he knew what Lucas meant when he held up his fist. "No, please don't! A preist with a broken nose is unwrothy to be in their presance!!"

"You mean the Yautja."

He just looked very sinster like, he now knew that I knew who their 'gods' were.

"Who spoke?!"

I crossed my arms and gave his the same look, he kept staring at me. Trying to rend me asunder, but we now knew his serect.

"Fine. You may enter the temple and record but don't wonder in to far. Death will surly follow if you enter to far from the light!"

Lucas left him go after I nodded my head, we left for the temple to record and find Javier. Why would he go to the temple? He knew of the dangers but why? Juan was worried that the Serpents might of got him. I still had questions to ask, what did the Yautja actually look like? The pictures don't give much help, maybe Juan knows!

Minutes later . . .

We prepared our gear, Lucas loaded his pistol. I disapprove handguns on our missions but we needed protection. Past experiances made us to carry a weapon. Lucas is really good with handguns that I think that he was a weapons dealer, but he doesn't tell me much about his past life.

As we walked to the temple, the villagers gatherd to watch. I could feel an eerie presance as we approached closer and closer. Pedro and Juan were waitng for us at the top of the temple. I looked up the steps, but my feeling of someone watching was driving me nuts! It wasn't a spirit or ghost, it was something else, something dangerous.

We began to climb the setps, they were so long and it felt like forever to climb them. How did Javier do it? Once we arrived at the top, Juan handed me a black dagger.

"You'll need it if you encounter any Serpents, becareful!"

Pedro just stared at us, he then looked up at the sky. Lucas looked at him as we entered, Matthew and Lucas truned on the cameras and starting recording. The walls were covered in pictures of their 'gods' the Yautja. The pictures then show how they fight the Serpents, with weaponary that looks made up.

Minutes later . . . the sacrificial chamber . . .

We fianlly reached the sacrificial chamber, Javier was in here looking at the wall murmuring something incoherent. I walked infront of him waving my hand before his wrinlked face.

"Javier?"

I looked at the wall, it showed the people being sacrificed. I felt a weird feeling from it, I now knew that Javier was in some kind of trance. I looked at my crew and singaled it was time to film. Walking over to the place where one was scarificed I quickly freshen up, I just noticed how clean it was, no dust.

"Alright, camer, sound and action!" Tiffany yelled pulling back the makeup kit.

"I am Anna Cross, today we are here to talk about the Aztec history and myths. The room I am standing is this the sacrificial chamber, this is where ten selected people would give their lives to the Serpents so that the Yautja could begin their ritual. They hunt these Serpents to prove themselves as hunters or warriors. Let me show you."

I walked to the wall and pointed to a mural showing the Yautja hunting the Serpents.

"In Aztec myth there was a man who took this ritual. He called himself Silver Dream."

I pointed to another mural showing Silver Dream.

"In myth, Silver Dream came from the sea. During the 1300s many of us know that exploration was the key during this time period. It could be possible that he came from Europe, for he has blonde hair. The myth continues to say that he did the ritual to gain the love of a female Yautja which the Aztecs came to know as Wind Moon. Their love brought forth Outsider, their daughter."

I turned to another mural only to spot Javier laying out on a stone slab convulsing.

"Oh shit! Javier!"

We all ran to him, he began to scream in pain and held his chest. Pedro appeared at the opening to the room, he looked worried but my feelings tell me different. I held Javier's right hand, Sarah ripped open his shirt. Matthew placed his camera on a stone slab and fiddled with it, I guess he was trying to turn it off. Just then Javier's chest began to move.

"There's something in his chest!" John screamed as he backed away.

"Javier what's wrong?!"

His chest began to bulge, he grabbed my face and pulled me close to his.

"Don't be afraid Anna." I pushed myself back just as his chest ripped open, we were all sprayed with crimson blood. Some kind of white creature was coming out of his chest. Lucas pulled out his handgun and took aim, before he could pull the trigger the creature scurried off Javier onto the floor and into a hole. Pedro began to laugh, we looked at him.

"I told you fools to wait, but I guess the ritual can start early this year! Ha ha ha!!"

He stomped his foot onto the ground triggering something, he began to run to the exit. Lucas fired his gun missing Pedro completely! I was hoping for a head shot too. The entrance to the room closed and the wall behind us opened. Tiffany and Sarah were holding each other still screaming from what happened. I looked around, Matthew was missing.

"Where's Matt?"

Knowing Matthew he would never leave his equipment but there they laid on the stone slab.

"Yo Matt! Get your sorry ass back here!"

We prepared ourselves for the worse, entering the darkness was the most terrible thing we did. We left Javier there, we couldn't do anything. He was the first death, the first person I witnessed being killed. I hope it was the last.

MEMO: I hoped ya like it! had some problems with it, might be a few words missing or worse! a whole sentecne!! tell me you readers if ya find an error, again thanks for reading!