IN THE DARKNESS THE SHADOWS DRIFT
Xena opened her eyes feeling her self tense something was wrong, she pulled herself up of the fur skin which she'd been sleeping on rather than under due to the tropical heat. Her gaze moved slowly to Itzli who was sleeping close by the axe still in his hand as he lay on the bedroll. The captain was asleep close by she turned hearing a long drawn out whimper. Her gaze moved sharply to her lover who was lying next to her, she moved closer realizing what was going on. The younger woman's body was tensing up violently she was in the throws of a nightmare. She moved closer watching as her lovers arms started to trash around as what ever she was dreaming about got worse.
She gently wrapped her arms around the smaller woman she eased up her hand taking hold of her lover's wrists as she tried to stop her sharp movements. She leaned closer to her ear. "Calm down." She felt her lover's body tense against hers all too suddenly. She felt her gaze shift as she moved her hand up stroking the blonde hair gently. "It's okay sweetheart." She was used to her lover experiencing nightmares the younger woman had, had them for many seasons now. Normally she could calm them by just holding her and speaking softly in her ear. Gabrielle had always done the same to her even in beginning when they had been just friends. She felt it was only right to do the same for her.
She felt the younger woman's body jerk even more violently. She gently ran her hand through the long blonde hair again, what ever this dream was it was much worse than what the younger woman normally had. Her lover whimpered as she tried to trash out at who ever or what ever it was that was attacking her. Gabrielle could feel the heat her gaze turned as her eyes caught sight of the person coming towards her. Even in the dark shadows she could see the wolf like mask with gleaming red eyes and its long black and white feathers. The next moments turned to agony as the weapon the warrior was holding slammed in to her side again as she pulled up her sai blade.
The blows came again harder faster very one as painful as the next she turned feeling blood as it flowed down her chin. The blows came again she couldn't make out the weapon. It was blurred and fuzzy as was the warrior who moved in flashes keeping up with her every blow. The pain suddenly came in rush which caused her to scream as something razor sharp was plunged in to her exposed side. The pain was burning like fire and she could feel her breathe as it moved through her lungs along with the panic which was replaced with more pain as the weapon smashed in to her face. She suddenly felt anger and hated as it burnt through her system in one intense moment she swung her sai blade up full force towards her attacker's hidden face.
Xena didn't get a chance to think as the younger woman body suddenly turned against hers in a vicious motion. Her lovers hand went for sai blade in an instant the next moment turned to agony as her lover's other hand slammed in her throat full force the fingers tightening in an iron grip. She was forced on to her back as the younger woman's straggled cry hit the air as she straddled her with violent force. She watched as her lovers green eyes snapped open her sai blade was raised high above her head its razor tip was aimed at her neck. She breathed in staring in shock as she felt the breath get caught in her throat as the iron grip tightened even more. She looked up watching as her lover's face turned to utter confusion as looked down meeting her gaze.
Gabrielle blinked staring down at her lover whose neck she was holding. She turned staring at her sai blade which was pointed downwards its razor tip aimed for her lovers throat. She didn't think as she dropped the weapon in panic as she started to breathe faster. Xena felt the grip loosen she eased her lover's hand away from her throat feeling her self breath in deeply as she felt her lungs draw breath fully. Gabrielle felt her gaze dart in horror she had been dreaming she felt her breathing quicken even more along with the panic. It had been a dream how had she ended up this way? She had been choking her lover she even had her weapon pointed at the dark haired woman's neck as if she was going to kill her. She could feel her whole body as it started to shake.
Xena breathed in again feeling her mind suddenly click back in to gear, her lover looked horrified she could see it in her eyes she could feel her body shaking in panic. She slowly took hold of her lover's arms keeping her voice low and gentle. "It's okay." Gabrielle felt her gaze dart. "I…I…thought…" She stared at her sai blade which was lying in the dirt. "I'm so sorry…" Xena moved her hands up her arms in a gentle motion trying to calm the younger woman down. She watched as the Aztec pendent around her lover's neck suddenly blasted up with white light before going back to normal, she raised an eyebrow staring at it for a long moment. She looked up sharply feeling her lover try to shift to get of her of body.
She didn't think as she took hold of both her arms stopping her. "No don't go." Gabrielle breathed in deeply trying to calm herself down. "I nearly…." Xena slowly eased her forward wrapping her arms around her. "You didn't hurt me sweetheart." She breathed feeling the smaller woman wrap her arms around her she could feel her breathing slowing as she began to calm down. She felt her gaze shift as she moved her hand through the long blonde hair in a gentle motion. What in Tartarus had scared the woman out of her dreams like that? She'd seen Gabrielle talk in her sleep but she'd never seen her lash out with such violence to the point of attacking. The younger woman looked so horrified when it had dawned on her what she was doing she'd never seen her lover looking so out of her depth.
"Seriously couldn't you make out somewhere else, like away from the camp site so I can't hear you?!"
Xena turned her pulled her body up slightly feeling Gabrielle move with her she eyed Baldomero who was sitting up slightly. She breathed in feeling her teeth grind together she was really beginning to hate the captain. Even if she had been doing that it wasn't any of his business she felt her lovers hand as it moved through her hair. "Go to Tartarus!" She ignored his look of disgust as she lay back down feeling the younger woman lay against her with her head under her chin. Gabrielle shuffled slightly trying to focus her thoughts. "Xena I…." Xena looked down slightly. "Go to sleep Gabrielle, you need to rest." She gently kissed her head before shuffling to get comfortable.
She wanted to ask about the pendent but now wasn't the right time and she could see that her lover was fighting to stay awake. She watched her green eyes started to close as her body won against her wishes. She breathed in slowly she would have to ask her about this tomorrow when she was fully awake. A part of her desperately wanted to know what it was in her dream or vision if it was one that had caused her to attack so violently. She was still a little surprise by how strong the grip had been around her neck but at the same time rather impressed. If she had been a thief or a mugger she wouldn't have known what had hit her.
She smiled as she picked up the sai blade with her free hand she gently placed it next to her sword so her lover could still reach for it if they got woken up again she slowly closed her eyes feeling herself drift as she fell back in to sleep. Itzli opened his eyes fully he'd seen the whole event on the other side of the fire despite that he had made it look like he was sleeping. The fertility goddess's pendent really wasn't meant to be worn for any length of time. Not that he was all that sure that it was the pendent which was all to blame. Violently behaviour was nothing new when it came to the Blood Jaguar but he had a feeling that this kind of behaviour against he lover was completely out of place. He eyed the other godly objects which were still in the bag which was next to the Blood Jaguar no doubt all this would become clear in time.
8
Tlaloc looked out at the dark sky in which the moon was high, his gaze drifted bellow to the city the fire had stopped long ago. It was now just a burnt street with burnt buildings. He could see the new building materials bellow which were being prepared for the rebuild. He sighed aloud leaning against the steps as he tried not to think about things. His mind was rebelling against him and he was finding it harder to stop it, the truth was he had never been happy in his life. Despite his climb up the warrior ladder he had never felt whole. He had watched as his brother and sister had found happiness his sister had married a young man and had a daughter while his brother had found happiness in being a warrior. What separated him from his younger brother Itzli was Itzli fought with his spirit and it showed. He couldn't find that same spiritual heart in his own warrior skills.
To him it was just an action followed by another action and through out the blows he felt very little. He looked down his only ever drive had been to reach the top of the warrior ladder. He looked at his hand the problem was he felt so distant because he knew he had nothing other than that which made him fight. He fought with his body but not his soul and he felt empty because of it. His younger brother was the one who had been admired by warriors and adored by women, which had always made him jealous. He had tried to show off his rank but it never made a difference to them they just looked at him like he was fool or walked away. He lowered his gaze he was empty he was just in to much denial to admit it. Because of that all he did was lash out and mock others because he was so angry at seeing the joy that other people had which he couldn't obtain.
"I'm sorry…"
He turned sharply watching as Amoxtli came to stand next to him, he blinked as he looked at her. "What?" Amoxtli folded her arms as she eyed him. "I said I'm sorry. That's what I'm meant to say isn't it? It's part of my rank to apologise to warriors since I'm a peasant girl." Tlaloc raised his hand slowly. "Stop just stop…I don't want your apology." Amoxtli narrowed her gaze. "Why is my apology not good enough for you?" Tlaloc turned to face her he breathed in deeply. "You shouldn't apologise you have nothing to be sorry for." He turned away ignoring her stunned surprise. "You were right I've never been happy in my life." Amoxtli breathed in deeply as she looked at him, was this a trick?
She turned slightly. "Why were you never happy?" Tlaloc looked up slightly. "Other people were always happy and I wasn't I felt empty. Despite that I had the higher rank my younger brother was the one who the other warriors adored." Amoxtli looked at him for a long moment was he being nice. He was never nice not even to her. She lowered her gaze again finding her self feeling nervous was he opening up to her so he could lore her in to a trap and then mock her? Or was he being genuine? Tlaloc met her gaze for a moment. "Tell me something, what is it like to be happy? You said you were happy as a peasant girl. The feeling of happiness what's it like?" Amoxtli stepped back feeling even more nervous. "Is this a trick because if it is its not funny!" Tlaloc turned sharply grabbing her arms before she could back away further. "This is not a trick I promise you…I need to know what its like to be happy. I was trained as a warrior from birth it's all I ever known I still watch children play in fields and I see them so happy and I don't know what that feels like."
He felt his gaze dart. "You were once one of those girls who played in the field weren't you…what was it like?" Amoxtli felt her gaze dart she breathed in slowly. "It feels like your heart is floating and your soul is souring like the Eagle over the mountains." She looked down hoping that this all wasn't a cruel joke. "So go on…you can laugh now…that's why you're doing this isn't it, to humour yourself?" Tlaloc kept hold of her arms he loosened his grip slightly as he kept his gaze fixed on hers. "I'm not doing this to mock you…I would love to know that feeling I've never felt it in my life." Amoxtli eyed him for a long moment she wanted to see that he was lying but his face said otherwise. She looked down slightly. "I'm sorry you've never felt that."
Tlaloc pulled away he slowly folded his arms. "So am I…before I died I would've just once liked to feel that way. My life was all about being the strong figure in my family but the truth is I wasn't the right one for the role. My younger brother was that figure and I was the one competing with him and feeling jealous because he was the one who the women admired." He turned seeing her eyes widen as she failed to hide her shock of his words. "Are you protecting that girl because she reminds you of something you had in your life when you were living?" Amoxtli looked down slowly. "That girl is just like I used to be…how do you think I feel? I have to watch my god destroy her heart and cripple her soul."
She folded her arms. "I know I shouldn't care…I know that it would be better to just walk away…but unlike you I can't. Call it weak and pathetic all you want but it is the truth. I can understand why you hate her sister she got you killed but you know its funny because her sister was the only person who ever showed me any respect." Tlaloc took a step closer. "You met the Blood Jaguar? You never told me this." Amoxtli laughed slightly but it was a sad laugh even to her own ears. "I never told you because I didn't think you ever cared for what I have to say because unlike you I wasn't born in the warrior class. The words of peasants are seen as lies." Tlaloc breathed in sharply as he felt his gaze dart.
Amoxtli shook her head. "I saw her on the night that she killed the twelve elite she was with a male warrior. Who she said was a spy from the sun gods realm he had scars on his face." Tlaloc grabbed both her arms as he felt him self breath in sharply. "The scars on his face were they three long claws marks?" Amoxtli looked at him she could see the anxiousness in his face. "Yes…they were why?" Tlaloc put a hand on her face. "My younger brother's alive you saw him, I thought he'd been killed by the feathered serpent. I was killed so I never knew if he had survived." Amoxtli looked down slightly. "I didn't know…if I'd known he was your brother I might have realized that it was all trick. It's funny I should hate the Blood Jaguar but I liked that she killed the twelve elite…I always hated them."
Tlaloc looked at her for a long moment. "Why did you hate them?" Amoxtli tried to free herself from his grip. "Like you want to hear what I want to say. I'm a peasant girl my words mean very little to any one despite my status." Tlaloc pulled her closer refusing to let go, he could hear the pain in her voice. "No I want to hear what you've got say…it matters to me." Amoxtli looked up sharply. "They bullied me just like you do! They mocked me! I was a thing to them that they could punish and hurt. I doubt any one has ever put a chain around your neck and forced you to endure beating that left you lying in the dirt in pain and agony! I thank the Blood Jaguar she's the hero who killed those bastards and ended the suffering I had to endure on a constant basis."
She pulled free of his grip. "I wish I'd been born a warrior may be then you'd care for these words. The truth is as you said I am a peasant girl and I can never change that no more than I can stop the sun rising." Tlaloc watched as she walked away disappearing back in to the keep he could see the sadness in her eyes which she couldn't hide. He looked down feeling the confusion again as it took over his mind she was right he shouldn't but he did. He put a hand on his face all he felt was sorry for her even in his life he hadn't endured that. The sun god didn't allow that kind of behaviour among his warriors it was punishable by death. He turned sharply staring at the place were she had been standing. He thought that he knew her but the truth was he knew nothing about her at all, he had never asked her anything only taunted her. He could see that she had put up barriers to keep people away from her just like him. She had know that his younger brother was alive but because of her status he hadn't taken time to ever ask her anything he'd just mocked her words like everyone else.
8
Baldomero flicked his dagger again as he walked forward, everyone was so quite. He watched as Xena adjusted Argo's reins she had just finished putting everything away. The Aztec warrior had cleaned up the fire while Gabrielle was checked her horse's reins. She seemed very distant and unsure he could see it in her eyes, as if she was having difficulty with her thoughts. He had put together what had happened last night it wasn't what he had first thought but in fact that she'd had a nightmare and had attacked her partner he looked up smiling evilly." Tell me do you always have nightmares?" Xena sneered slightly as she eyed him her lover wasn't in talking mood right now and he wasn't helping matters. "Be quite!"
Baldomero sniggered slightly ignoring how dangerous the taller woman's tone was. "I mean that's so pathetic." Gabrielle pulled on the saddle strap harshly as she turned eyeing him. She slowly walked away from the un-dead horse who screeched, she stopped in mid motion seeing that her lovers gaze was fixed on her. Xena folded her arms. "Gabrielle." Gabrielle eyed the captain coldly. "I wish I was a werewolf again because then I could just eat you and no one would mind!" She stopped still looking around her she could hear people moving towards them. Xena turned slightly. "I can hear people." Gabrielle turned sharply. "So can I…."
She grabbed her horse's reins. "Get out of the clearing." Xena turned sharply. "What?" Gabrielle felt her gaze dart. "Get out of the clearing!" Xena didn't think as she pulled Argo in to the thick jungle she watched as Gabrielle did the same. Baldomero slowly followed he turned watching as Itzli did the same the Aztec warrior swung his axe as he readied himself. Xena narrowed her gaze watching as four warriors burst through the jungle all moved quickly towards their camp. Gabrielle looked up slightly they were warriors belonging to Itzpapalotl she could tell by their black and blue headdresses and their white eyes. In truth they were rotting corpses and in time their skin would just fall of leaving only bones, bones which could feel pain.
The head warrior moved quickly he leaned kneeled down grabbing at the ground pulling up the ashes of the fire. Her gaze turned to Xena whose hand was moving slowly towards her Chakram. She grabbed her hand in mid motion. "Don't." Xena slowly moved her hand away from her weapon as she stepped further back she eyed the horses that were being completely quite. Itzli didn't think as he walked out of the thick jungle he wasn't going hide like some animal in the undergrowth. There was no need fear these un-dead fools after all he was the Blood Jaguars servant what reason was there to hide? She was animal who would kill anyone if it suited her purpose. Gabrielle turned her eyes fixing on Itzli's. "What are you doing?"
Itzli ignored her as he watched the leader of the group look up. "Why hello un-dead servants are you rotting well today?" The leader sneered as he dropped the ashes from the fire. "Your a cocky little bastard from the sun god's realm…I could smell your stench from a mile away." Itzli smirked. "I could smell yours from two its must be the all that dead flesh." Xena turned sharply meeting her lovers gaze. "What's he doing?" Gabrielle didn't think as she pulled out the sai blade from her boots trap. "He's being an idiot." She stepped forward. "I'll deal with this." Xena took hold of her arm. "No I will." She pushed the younger woman back ignoring her look of annoyance as she stepped out of the jungle pulling her sword free from its scabbard in a fluid motion.
Itzli turned he sneered in disgust as the Blood Jaguars lover came to stand behind him, he didn't want her to fight he wanted the Blood Jaguar. The lead warrior laughed slightly as he looked the tall dark haired female warrior who wore burnt gold. He could see her piercing light blue eyes which caused him to smile with interest. He twirled his axe as he raised his shield she was obviously a foreigner from another land who would make a wonderful sacrifice for his goddess. Gabrielle didn't think as she began to climb the nearest tree. She couldn't believe this! How else was her morning going to go wrong? It bad enough that she'd attacked her lover in her sleep and now she had this to deal with this. It was just a typical morning in this hell hole called Mexica!
The head warrior smirked as he eyed the warrior of the sun god. "Who's your friend?" Itzli eyed the warrior woman who was reading herself. "A fool from Greece who you shouldn't concern yourself with…it's my other friend you should worry about." The head warrior laughed as he looked at him. "Who's your other friend?" Itzli sneered slightly. "The Blood Jaguar…." He watched as they all burst in to laugher, the leader gave him a cold look. "The Blood Jaguar, do you think we are all fools the Blood Jaguar has been gone for seasons! The little bitch wouldn't dare show her face here in Mexica! Just about every god wants her for a random of some kind!"
Itzli smiled as he watched the Blood Jaguar position herself on the tree above so she was directly above the leader. "I think she would show her face…especially when there are fools like you to kill." The leader laughed slightly. "I think you lie!" Itzli raised his axe higher. "I think you're going to wish that I was lying…rotting servant." Gabrielle didn't think as she leapt down from the tree she held on to her sai blade tighter as she came down hard landing in front of Itzli. She turned ignoring her lovers surprise as she pulled the other sai blade free. She watched as the warriors backed away from her as she spun the weapons in a looping motion. She looked up slowly meeting the head warriors gaze. "You should leave."
The head warrior turned as he eyed her intensely he laughed slightly, as he watched her stand up. "Very clever…but your not the Blood Jaguar she's much older than you are. She also has short blonde hair…and her clothes are the colour of blood. Though you may have her green eyes and resemble her, your no more than an impostor little girl!" Gabrielle slowly raised herself she pulled up the sai blade scratching her head with it absentmindedly. "You know I preferred the twelve elite warriors from the feathered serpent keep, unlike you they hardly spoke…they just died." She carried on scratching not really caring how odd it looked. "Maybe you can join them if you're feeling up to it."
The head warrior eyed her for a long moment. "I'm not fooled by your efforts girl…you're not the Blood Jaguar." Gabrielle pulled the weapon up finally finding the itch that had been bothering her. She closed her eyes smiling slightly. "Well why don't you attack me and find out." She pulled the sai blade away sharply. "Or are you so sure of yourself un-dead servant?" Gabrielle watched as he roared with anger as he ran at her his weapons raised she didn't think as she spurred in to action. She brought the sai blade around full force she felt the force as it hit the axe's side causing both weapons to grind together. She didn't think as she brought the other sai blade hilt around slamming it directly in to his face.
She watched as he pulled back raising his shield as he brought the axe around in a loop, she ducked as it swung full force over her head. Her gaze slowly narrowed as she brought the sai blade's hilt around slamming it in to his lower jaw. Blood flew through his teeth as he stumbled back she ignored his roar of anger as he ran at her again. She pulled back narrowly missing the axe as it skimmed by her face, oh how she'd missed this. Mexica's warrior's fought unlike any in the world there aggression and rage was shocking. Every move of these warrior's weapons were meant to kill and they were very really on the offensive. They didn't need to be most were born and bred to kill.
She twirled her sai blade slicing it against the shield as it swung past her she watched as feathers flew through the air. She swung the weapon down slicing it a second time hearing the wood split with the force of her blow. She found herself pulling back as the Aztec axe swung again only to feel a stinging pain as one of the razor edges sliced past her face. She pulled back feeling the cold blood dripped down from the cut on her eye brow. She pulled her hand up seeing it on her fingers she looked up watching as the leader smiled evilly. She snarled aloud as she twirled both sai blades so their points were high. She didn't think as she swung the first around hearing the wood crack.
She watched as the leaders axe flew downward but not in enough time for him to reach as her sai blade point came out of the shields other side. She slammed the hilt of the other in to his face. She twisted the one that was in shield causing the shield to be forced free from his hand with violent force. She spun the sai blade freeing the broken shield which hit the floor in the dirt. She ignored his scream of pain as she brought it around slashing it across his chest. His gaze narrowed as he brought his axe around only to find it grinding against the other sai blade again, he didn't get a chance to think as the three clawed blade flipped sideways grabbing his axe. The weapon was forced out of his hand in a violent motion.
Gabrielle watched as the weapon hit the nearest tree embedding itself she didn't think as she pulled up the blade pushing it against his neck forcing him back slightly. She felt a cruel smile creep over her lips. "Are you enjoying my claws or would you like me to use them to tear the skin off your face?" The leader's eyes blinked. "You are her! How are you her your younger?!" Gabrielle watched as his men backed away the panic suddenly showing, she eyed the leader. "Some one was kind enough to for fill a request I made. Safe to say it took a few years off me." She pushed the blade in slightly seeing his fear. "I'm going to give you to the count of ten to run…if you try anything stupid I swear to the gods I'll kill you."
Xena blinked watching as the other men suddenly bolted in to run leaving their leader behind, what in Tartarus was going on? What had her lover said? She watched as Gabrielle freed the leader who didn't think as he grabbed his broken shield. He pulled his axe out of the tree before bolting in a run following his men. Xena stepped forward ignoring Itzli who was laughing with glee. "What did you say to that man?" She slowly put her sword back in to its scabbard they needed to talk now more than ever, their had been no need for her to wound the leader. Gabrielle put the first sai blade back in her boot she slowly looked at the bloody sai blade in her other hand as she eased out a cloth from the Aztec bag cleaning it. "I told him to run…."
Xena turned slightly. "We need to talk!" Itzli looked around him slightly seeing that the captain was no where in sight. He sneered in disgust the man had run away. "You know your smelly little friend has run away as well." Xena turned eyeing Itzli. "What did he just say?" Gabrielle slowly placed the sai blade in her other boot as she breathed in sharply in annoyance. "Baldomero's run away…." Xena turned staring at the spot were the captain had been. "That coward!" Gabrielle folded her arms. "He'll be heading back to his ship." Xena raised her eyebrow. "That's just great." Gabrielle moved slightly. "We don't have time for this…we have to get airborne the gods are feeding now. We'll only have a limited time in the air and we need to cover a lot of ground." Xena breathed in deeply trying to control her anger why wasn't her lover being open! Why had those men run away from her? It was her they were afraid of she could see it in their faces. What had her lover done here in the past that made people so terrified of her? She grabbed Argo's reins she was going to talk with the younger woman as soon as they landed.
8
Huitzilopochtli moved across the room again he was bored may be it was just the fact that he once again beaten off both the feathered serpents troops and the underworld goddess's people back from his boarders. He tapped his foot slightly war didn't fill him with the raging wonder it used to maybe because he had seen so much that to him it all seemed the same. The same cruelty the same joy in killing, the same brutality and lack of honour what was an opponent if he had no honour or focus? What was he if all he cared about was power and control? He moved slowly over to the Blood Jaguar's clothes gently easing up the mask with his fingers. Didn't anyone fight any more for something worth while?
To fight for a challenge which was worthy of praise and to fight with out fear and to be full of courage no matter what the odds were. Was that not what honour, strength and a warriors life was all about? Would a day come when warriors no longer cared for their swords or their armour? He breathed in deeply as he walked away from the clothes and sat himself down on the golden throne. He was thinking to hard, no doubt a curse of his fatherMixcoatl. He was the one who had made the ball of feathers that his mother Coatlicue had put her chest and these magical feathers had made her pregnant. He had been born for one reason alone to control the other gods but so far he hadn't been able to become the ruler of the gods despite his attempts.
He had been so close once but he had become confused and uncertain as he watched the suffering he brought up on his people to do so. He had felt disillusioned as he realized how much his people hated and feared him. He became more angered by the fact that he couldn't obtain their love despite his attempts, which had made him feel empty and lost. Believing that they hated him because his he wasn't a good enough warrior, he'd travelled the world to improve his skill only to realize when he returned that it was his lust for war that they hated and the suffering he caused them. The revelation of peace and kindness had taken him centuries to learn and understand it was a powerful lesson which only a few of the other Aztec gods had learnt.
"Great sun god we have news!"
Huitzilopochtli turned sharply watching as two warriors walked in to his keep. He breathed in deeply. "Yes." The first Eagle warrior looked up slightly. "It's the goddess Chantico she's been spotted near one of your temples." Huitzilopochtli sighed aloud the weakened goddess obviously wanted something again. He was getting sick of this…why couldn't she just go back to the fertility goddess's region were she belonged? He breathed in deeply. "I'll deal with it…." The head Eagle warrior looked up. "There's more though she has another god with her some kind of lesser war god we think he's Greek." Huitzilopochtli sneered in disgust as he narrowed his gaze he hated lesser gods of war they were all selfish fools who deserved to be punished for the suffering they caused others. "Thank you for this information." Both warriors nodded before leaving his gaze slowly drifted to his weapons only to turn away. He didn't need them this god would a weakling. He would show him what war truly meant along with honour a glory. As well as what it was to have no fear and to love every moment of battle like it was more meaningful than the air you breathed.
End of part 22
Silvermoonlight
Guide to the Aztec Gods.
Quetzalcoatl a creator god. Tezcatlipoca a creator god. Huitzilopochtli the sun and war god. Itzpapalotl goddess of the underworld. Xochiquetzal the fertility goddess. Xochipilli the twin brother of Xochiquetzal, and a god of love. Chantico goddess of personal treasures and volcanoes. Mixcoatl god of the hunt and the stars. Coatlicue mother of the gods.
Just a helpful little guide for anyone who is having trouble getting their heads around the Aztec gods and their roles. Thank you every one for all the kind reviews and feed back.
