The United States of Native America

Aztec is reffered to Mexica

Even though they fixed the altar, both Inca and Aranck were anxious. What if someone discovered that something was amiss with it? Were they able to see the crack? They were both panicking but doing a very good job of hiding it. If Mexica found out, she would sacrifice them for one of her other rituals.

Aranck was so nervous and anxious (not scared, he was a warrior after all) that when a figure with a green face popped up in front of him, he yelped (not screamed). The figure giggled and the Native could make out lavender eyes behind the mask. "Oh, it's only you Hania."

Hania lifted the mask and smiled at his brother. "Did I scare you?"

Aranck scoffed and picked up the younger blonde. "I don't get scare. Only surprised. Why are you wearing that silly mask?" He said, poking at it. Hania pouted at Aranck.

"It's not silly, it's called a mezayacatl and it's so that I don't eat you." He looked down. "At least that's what Mexica said."

Aranck smiled. "That won't happen to you. First of all, and it would do you good not to say this to Mexica or Inca, my gods will protect you better than their gods because they're better." Hania smiled at Aranck. "And second of all, I won't permit you turning into some kind of man eating monster."

Hania thought about this. "Okay...can I still wear the mezayacatl though?" He whispered. The younger nation squealed with delight when his older brother nodded. Hania jumped out of his brother's arm and went to go play with the other children.

"The priest are about to burn the altar," The Native again got startled and turned around to see, much to his horror, Mexica. Aranck's eyes widened, not knowing what to say. What if he opened his mouth and accidentally told the truth. Both Inca and Mexica would kill him. So instead, he just nodded like an idiot. Mexica looked confused at his silence. "Are you alright Aranck?"

Aranck nodded his head quickly, cowlick bobbing and all. "F-fine," He weakly replied. "I-I-I'm going to...gooo...hit Inca," before Mexica could say anything else Aranck hurried away to go find his idiot of a brother. He found Tuku talking to a group of women, him seducing them while they were giggling. Aranck grabbed the Incan's arm and said to the woman, "I'm sorry, but my brother and I have important matters to discuss." He held the other nations arms tighter when he saw that his brother was blowing kisses to them.

Inca wasn't too happy with the intrusion. "What was that for?" He asked.

"They're going to burn the altar!" Aranck whispered/shouted. "What if they see the crack? We're going to die if it's in bad condition!" Inca just stared at him before laughing.

"Oh little brother," Inca leaned on Aranck and smiled lazily at him. "We are not going to die. They aren't going to notice the crack on the altar, we'll be perfectly fine! Just to prove it to you, we are going to go watch the altar burning!" Inca said, steering Aranck towards the temple.

"What if they don't notice, but Mexica's gods do and they don't accept a broken altar?" He really hoped that if that really happened that Mexica's gods won't send him any ghosts. He really can't handle those creepy things.

"They won't! Trust me Aranck, what could go wrong?"

Hania could tell that something was bothering his older brother. Usually he wouldn't be the one to pry, but it was strange how funny he would act around Mexica. It was as if he was expecting her to do something bad to him. Maybe he did something bad. Why was his older brother scared of Mexica? To Hania, she seemed like the nicest person ever (right next to his big brother, or course!). But then again, even if he didn't know him that well, Inca seemed put off by Mexica too. Was he like that all the time?

Tuku and Aranck were shaking badly as they watched the slaves go up the steps of the temple and waited to be given the signal so they can burn the altar. They weren't that worried about the world possible ending. After all, to Aranck the end of the world wouldn't come as long as Shunka Sapa made sure that the old women never finished her quillwork. And Inca was still laughing at the two for believing that their world would end. No, they were scared in the case that Mexica would find out.

"What's wrong big brother?" Hania asked noticing that his brother was jumpy.

Aranck looked at his brother and laughed it off. "Oh, nothing Shila! Just...nervous."

Hania nodded his head, making his mask moving to the right a bit.

"They're bringing out the altar now!" Inca whispered, extremely scared.

"So much for not being nervous." Aranck muttered.

At that moment, Mexica walked in. "We will now bring the altar in. Let us hope that when it is lit on fire, that the gods will accept and that we will live to see another day." As soon as she finished saying that, two burly men walked into the temple with the altar in their hands. If you were to look very closely, you could see green ooze coming out of a crack, which Aranck and Inca saw.

Speaking of them, they were quaking to see if the priests or shaman would notice. But they didn't, and when they lit the fire and the fire turned big everyone was cheering. Native America and Inca were thanking every god that existed that they weren't found out.

Than the altar broke in half again.

The cheering had stopped and everyone was staring at the altar in horror. Everyone was panicking internally while Mexica was hyperventilating. "Oh no, they didn't accept." She was looking at everyone with wide brown eyes. "WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!"

With that, all of her people was starting to scream their head off.

"They're mad!"

"What have we done?"

"I knew that we should have sacrificed another one!"

Aranck was trying to calm Hania down and convince him that they weren't going to die. He was about to calm the crowd and admit when someone yelled, "WE DID IT!"

Everyone turned to where Inca was yelling at. "Aranck and I broke the altar and we tried to fix it. The gods didn't do it." Everyone was still staring at the two. "But it was mostly Aranck's fault."

"Excuse me?!" Aranck exclaimed as he put Hania down. "I wasn't the one that physically broke the altar!"

"You caused it though!"

"If you weren't annoying me than this would have happened!"

"You're just lucky I came up with the idea to fix it with leaves!"

"That was my idea you useless Llama!"

"LIES!"

Before they could argue anymore, the fire from the broken altar burned even bigger and brighter than it did before, than died down a little bit.

"The gods have accepted the altar even with its flaw," one of the priests exclaimed and got to his knees. "We may live for another 52 years!" Everyone cheered again, knowing that their lives were spared again.

Aranck and Inca were grateful that they didn't cause the end of the world and hugged each other. However, when they felt a sinister aura they knew that a punishment was going to be given to them.

Not only were they scolded by Hania about lying, Mexica also made sure that each sported a black eye, and Aranck was chased by a ghost for the rest of his stay.

Information and Translations:

Information:

mezayacatl- These were put on pregnant women and children if in the situation that the sun did not rise, terrible hideous figures, called Tzitzimime, the Sky Spirits, would descend upon earth and devour the people. In the event of catastrophe, they would not turn into wild animals and devour their neighbors.

Shunka Sapa- There were many Native American legends about the end of the world, so I put my favorite one in it. Supposedly, there is a cave that no one has ever found and in it is an old lady that was thousands of years old and would make quillwork. Whenever she would get up and go make some soup, a big black dog called Shunka Sapa would hide the quills so that she would never finish her work. If she were to finish the work than the world would end. Weird, huh?

Why Aztec is now referred to as Mexica- I've been doing some research and apparently, the name Aztec was given to them by the Spaniards. Mexica was the name that they originally had. I'll be changing the rest soon.

I am so sorry that its taken so long to upload. I had the most severe case of writers block to where I couldn't write any of my fanfic at all and life got in the way. Luckly school ends on June 4th so I'll be able to update more frequently. There's not much to say in this chapter. Just that Aranck and Tuku didn't get away with it. And I'm sorry that it seems rushed, I just wanted to get this chapter done because I have some more brotherly fluff coming soon. Plus, I have the plan for this story pretty much thought up of, it's just the fillers. So for now it's just a bunch of fluff.

Edited 1/26/16