BLEEDING IN TO THE WORLD KNOWN TO ALL
Lila stretched slightly trying to numb the pain in her body she didn't care for the cushions on the floor. Most of the time she wished she was back in her own bed at home under the warm sheets with Lector cuddled up next to her. He could sleep in bed next to her and he could help with cooking of food and repairing of the house. Gods she missed him so much, she only hoped that he was all right where ever he was. Her father welcoming him in with open arms, a part of her had been so glad about this. Mostly because she had seen what had happened with Xena who her father had never liked and she had feared so much that the same thing would happen with Lector.
A part of her had felt a sense of sadness over the card Gabrielle had always been dealt when it came to Xena. A part of her had always suspected that Gabrielle liked women as much as she liked men, not that it was something they'd ever spoken about together. Her sister had never kissed another woman in her teens. She had caught her ever so occasionally looking at the other women in the village mostly during festivals though. The first time around she thought it was because Gabrielle had, had far too much to drink. They had both been young and the alcohol was considered a treat at these festivals. She'd known the second time around that it wasn't the drink when her sister did it again at another festival it had been a long gaze one that held for far too long.
Looking back on it she remembered something else about that day, that their father and mother had been seated behind them. They had both seen her do it as well and they had looked at each other. Thinking back she could see that her mother's expression was anxious and her father concerned, but no one had said anything. It wasn't that same gender relationships were seen as wrong in any way, in fact they were considered as normal as any other relationship. No she knew what had caused their panic that night, it was the thought of Gabrielle not being able to bare children. Children were the life blood of a family, family lines depended on children of the next generation.
She had talked to her mother some years later about that night, her mother had told her not to worry and that her sister was going through an odd faze which would pass. Her father had also started talking about plans for Gabrielle to marry a young man named Perdicus who would be well suited for her. She'd felt so sorry for her sister. She realizing that because of that part of Gabrielle being such an issue, her life would now be chosen for her. The fates always liked to play games though and when Xena had shown up what ever her parents plans had been for Gabrielle they'd shattering like glass the moment Gabrielle had locked eyes with the Warrior Princess.
No matter how much her parents had wanted Gabrielle to marry some young man it would never happen. It was as if it was destiny would not allow it to be that way, Gabrielle would have a woman for lover and no one could stop it. Her father had become so angry over what he couldn't change and Xena had become his target. He put the Warrior Princess through Tartarus during her visits and the odd thing was that Xena had just put up with it. She had seen the pain in her blue eyes many times she knew that her father's words really hurt. He even forced the Warrior Princess to sleep in the barn and yet she still put up with it never complaining or arguing.
Xena wanted to be part of their family so much but it seemed that even she realized that it was beyond her reach. Maybe that was why Lector had been accepted in the way he had, he would give her children he was like her fathers fire torch in the night. Where he had failed with Gabrielle who would always be the black sheep of the family, he knew that with her and Lector he could succeed. She sat up watching as Amoxtli picked up a piece of fruit looking at it. Tlaloc was sitting with axe close by using a piece of stone to sharpen the groves. Something had happened she was sure of it as they weren't being so talkative which surprised her. They had spent so long talking that now it seemed strange to hear the lingering silence again.
She shook her head nothing was ever easy here she slowly stood up only to feel herself freeze as a cold feeling swept through her. It was the most freighting feeling as if she was about to die. She could see both Tlaloc and Amoxtli turning as panic seemed to fill their faces. She blinked looking at them. "Is that Quetzalcoatl?" Tlaloc didn't think as he moved towards her. "No much worse." He pulled himself so he was in front of her guarding her, he watched as Amoxtli did the same. He swallowed of all the gods to show up why did it have to be her? She was evil beyond imagining and she scared the hell out of him. Maybe he shouldn't have been surprised to learn that she was Quetzalcoatl's grandmother.
With the feathered serpent he had come to know fear because of the god's terrifying serpent form but he had never expected a human god to be as cruel as him but she was. There was no level that she wouldn't go to, to get what she wanted she was as evil as her grandson and she was just as dangerous on every level. He watched as the black flames blasted outwards as she appeared close by. He could see her red eyes moving across the room as she looked around her in disgust. He turned eyeing Lila he could see the fear in her eyes, he lowered his voice to a whisper. "Don't say anything…if she asks you who you are say you're a slave who has no name."
Itzpapalotl felt her skeleton hand form a fist as walked towards her grandsons sleeping pool which was empty. He was talking his time returning home from where ever he was that was certain. She sneered as she looked up he was obviously out killing someone or doing something important since he very rarely left his city for long amounts of time. He'd probably found Tezcatlipoca's city by now and was dealing out punishment to the Jaguar god. That was assuming Tezcatlipoca was still alive, by the anger that Chantico had been showing off it was highly unlikely he was. She hated the little treasure whore but even she wasn't stupid enough to take anything that belonged to her.
Chantico was not known for being nice when it came to people taking her possessions and lovers came under that same category. Though she frankly couldn't see what her big obsession was with Xochiquetzal. The fertility goddess was the weakest of all the gods. Her armies didn't even match that of her brother's Xochipilli and he was an irritating love god. The only reason she could even think off that Chantico had even bothered with her was for the same reason that Tezcatlipoca had stolen her. Xochiquetzal had the power to impregnate any mortal woman she could do it to whole towns if she wanted. Why bother fighting the enemy when you can breed the bastards out over time with your own people's children?
It was a very brutal strategy, one that the fertility goddess had used in the past when her borders were being breached years ago. She'd made every woman in her enemy's villages pregnant and all its men infertile. She knew all the next generation would be related to her own people and that her enemy couldn't have any more of their own children. These children born of her people in the body of her enemies had turned the villages in to one of her own over time. Once they had come off age they had taken over the villages and made their fathers and mothers worship her. It was brilliant way to take over your enemies lands and she was the only goddess capable of doing it in the whole of Mexica.
There was more though Tezcatlipoca had been trying to have a child with her. He knew power like that in the child would give him a huge advantage over his enemies. Her guess was that Chantico wanted the same thing since the fertility goddess could make women pregnant by sleeping with them as well, be they mortals or gods. She could even stop herself getting pregnant by other gods if she wanted which was probably why Tezcatlipoca had, had no success in bed with her. Chantico must have been so close to that goal, which was why he'd had no doubt stepped in to steal her. Chantico had been very much the rising goddess at the time, her city had been growing fast.
Both her borders and Xochiquetzal's had been getting bigger and closer there had been a small piece of land between them or so she'd heard. Apparently they had both gone to check it out not realizing that they'd see each other. She sneered in disgust they'd connected there and then becoming friends only to become lovers in a matter of weeks. She looked around her catching sight of her grandsons two elite head warriors. She came closer enjoying the smell of their fear they were both terrified off her. As they should be, she could send them to seventh hell in the blink off an eye. She loved it when mighty warriors cowered like children, even more so when they were already un-dead.
She stopped in front of the head male warrior. "Where is Quetzalcoatl!?" Tlaloc swallowed trying to steady his hand. "He's not here great goddess." Itzpapalotl eyed him if he had been alive he might have wet himself by now, as it was his un-dead status meant that he was speared that embarrassment. "Tell me where he is slave!" Amoxtli turned quickly. "He's gone in search of Manaia great underworld goddess." Itzpapalotl eyed the un-dead woman who looked terrified she rolled her eyes. She hated that eagle beaked little bastard her grandson was obsessed with him for some strange reason and frankly didn't want to know why that was.
She straightened herself up she should have killed that annoying bastard the first time he was here. She looked up slowly catching sight of someone standing behind both un-dead warriors. They were guarding something which was odd and very unlike the elite, it obviously meant that it was someone very important. She eyed both warriors again. "What are you two guarding?" Amoxtli smiled slightly. "No one important just a nameless slave who our god uses and has sex with now and again. We are always told to look after her and to keep her healthy." Itzpapalotl took a step closer to the un-dead woman whose white eyes widened. "Don't lie to me un-dead slave!"
She leaned closer. "I don't like being lied to and if you lie again I will smash your body up so badly that they'll have to scrape your carcass off the wall and put you back together piece by piece!" Tlaloc turned quickly. "I apologise for my companion we were ordered to say that, if the prisoner is of great importance to Quetzalcoatl." Itzpapalotl eyed them both. "Step aside!" Lila watched in terror as both warriors stepped aside. She could see the woman's red eyes looking at her. She could smell rotting flesh and it turning her stomach. She felt herself shiver in fear as the goddess came closer raising her arm which was no more than bones with a moving skeleton hand.
Itzpapalotl sniffed the air only to stop still she knew in an instant why this girl was prized. Flesh was flesh and children from the same mother's womb always had a slightly similar smell when it came to the body. There was no mistaking it this was the Blood Jaguar's sister. Despite the skin colour they looked nothing alike. No wonder the warriors had been ordered to protect her to the point of lying, next to Xena she was the second most valuable prize in the whole of Mexica. She smiled eyeing the girl whose eyes were filled with terror. "So you're the Blood Jaguars sister how fascinating." She moved a step closer seeing the young girl instantly step back. "I wonder how many other children your mother gave birth to including you?"
She raised her skeleton hand. "So tell me do you like to blow up temples, just like your sister!?" Lila tried to stop herself shivering. "I…I don't." Tlaloc turned sharply. "She is not a warrior she is an innocent young woman who has done nothing wrong." Itzpapalotl turned eyeing him how unusual, an un-dead warrior who spoke when not being spoken to. "I didn't ask you slave, I asked her!" She narrowed her gaze. "Unless you want the same punishment as your lying friend you'll be quite!" She turned staring at the terrified girl. "You have no idea how valuable you are, do you?" She raised her skeleton hand higher. "Let me tell you since your unaware, some gods would trade for your carcass even if you were dead."
She grabbed the girl, wrapping her hand around her throat. "The only person who comes close to you in value is the Warrior Princess and she's probably dead." She leaned closer. "So I'm sure for the right price I can take possession of you from my grandson. You see I never got my revenge on the Warrior Princess but now I know I least have someone who I can punish." Lila struggled she was unable to pull the woman's skeleton hand loose from the throat. "Please I haven't done anything!" Itzpapalotl laughed enjoying how mocking it sounded. "But you have done something you were born from the same womb as your sister! You're the next bloodline and that makes the thought of killing you so very tempting."
Lila struggled harder. "She's not my sister, she's from another time!" Itzpapalotl stopped still for a moment she felt an evil smile creep across her lips. "I'm surprised at you, for saying that. As if her being from the other timeline matters it changes very nothing. Younger body perhaps, but the soul never changes it always remains the same." She pulled the girl closer hearing her feet scrabble across the ground as she raised her higher. "So don't give me that pitiful excuse it won't save your life!" She felt her smile widen even more. "Not from me at least…." She leaned close to the young woman's ear. "Though I do have a question which I want you to answer for me, just to satiety my curiosity."
Lila felt her eyes dart. "What?" Itzpapalotl leaned closer. "Are you another one in the family who gets off on screwing women?" Lila turned to look her trying to ignore the pain. "No I don't, my partner is a man." Itzpapalotl felt her teeth grind together. "I see then I guess your sister must have crawled out off the shallow end of the gene pool just like her warrior lover." She clicked her other hands finger. "Or to put in a way you would understand, they both crawled in to the lake of souls in hell while the un-dead guard weren't watching." Lila felt her teeth grind together. "My sister does not have a worthless soul nether does Xena!" Itzpapalotl eyed her in disgust. "Now you're defending her and a minute ago you weren't on her side."
She looked in to the woman's sea blue eyes. "I guess it's true what they say, blood is thicker than water. You're defending her surprises me, you're here in Mexica because of her, I have no doubt that everyone here wants you dead. Would you say the same if you got back all your memories the really interesting ones that is?" She didn't think as she let go off the girl watching as she fell back hitting the floor hard on her knees. "Unfortunately for you I'm going to be here for a while and I might take it upon myself to shows your some of the missing gaps in your life, just for my own entertainment." She closed her skeleton hand ignoring the cold look the young woman was giving her. "You might find it interesting before you die."
8
Ahexotl looked up from his desk as a young ran inside the room of the main elite warrior's house. He had been in here all morning with Coaxoch discussing how they would train up the new skeleton warriors after they were made mortal again. He was getting bored of this whole thing now and he just wanted it over and done with so he could deal with the problem with the Blood Jaguar. He raised an eyebrow as the man came to stand in front of the desk he was from the group who had been sent to clean up the bloody house. "Yes?" The man breathed in getting his breath back. "I'm sorry to disturb you, its just we found two things one was at the house." Ahexotl turned fully to face him watching as Coaxoch did the same. "Show me now."
The warrior quickly pulled out the bundle from his belt opening it so he could see the items inside. "We found the bloody dagger it was thrown in to one of the old abounded temples." Coaxoch looked at the blood stained bone dagger. "Which temple there are two abounded temples in this city. One is the old temple to Mixcoatl and the other is dedicated to Coatlicue." The warrior looked up nervously. "It was in Mixcoatl's." Ahexotl eyed the dagger. "That one is on the very far side of the city near the lake, that's a long way to walk even from the main temple. Coatlicue's temple is on the right on the other side." Coaxoch looked up sharply. "The Blood Jaguar may have flown there and thrown it away."
The warrior swallowed as he eased up a very long piece of golden hair. "This was the second thing we found, one of the men she was killing may have struggling. He might have grabbed her head but only managed to rip out one of her golden locks." He paused looking at the long piece of hair. "Assuming it is hers." Coaxoch opened his hands. "Give me both the knife and the hair, if it is an impostor I'll know." He felt the warrior slowly put both items each in one hand he looking at them as he slowly closed his hands shutting his eyes. He could feel the person soul ever so faintly. That faint memory was becoming stronger by the second along with their emotions as they looked at the dagger on the floor after it was tossed in front of them.
He could see them now reaching for it sliding it off the floor the image was getting so much clearer. It was as if he was looking through their eyes as they ran their slender finger over the blade. He could feel the hated and the raging anger which was begging for freedom and their mind screaming for sex constantly, to the point that it was almost like a torment. This person had no control over their sexual desires, they were unhinged and they couldn't stop them or control them. They didn't crave men though they wanted women badly. To not have one under them was like not having air to breath. The female body naked and under them seemed to be their ultimate congest. Because only then could they have release, only then could they find a small piece of contentment.
This contentment wouldn't last and they'd still need more and they knew it. It was their only weakness and this need made them childlike because they'd want more and they'd do anything for anyone just to have this sexual release. Even if it meant playing very nice which they were disgusted at the very thought of doing. Yes he could see the image as clear as crystal now, as if he were standing in that room looking through their eyes. He just couldn't see the person holding this dagger. He could see the room and its warriors laughing but he couldn't hear what they were saying. He watched as the bone dagger was thrust forward plunging in to the closets warriors mid section.
He saw his shocked face as he leaned forward and then he saw it! He saw her face in his eyes he could see the glowing green eyes in the reflection. He could see her evil smile and sense the pleasure she was getting as she cut deeper. She ignored the man's other hand as it grabbed at her hair as he carried on screaming. He could feel her rage now as if he where his in this moment. He could feel the evil of her being as she grabbed his hand pulling it free from her head ignoring the pain as he ripped out a piece of her golden hair. She wanted to kill him, she wanted to gut him and she wanted to see the fear in his face when he died! She wanted it all!
She was so strong inhumanly strong in fact, she was also a monster without thought or care for anyone. Driven by her need to kill and her sexual drive, which she was constantly having to restrain she didn't want to restrain it though she wanted to let it free. She loved and hated it just like she loved to hate herself every moment of every day! Coaxoch let go of the weapon and the hair in a swift motion watching as they both hit the table. He breathed in trying to steady himself, he'd held the weapons of murders in the past and not once had he ever felt something as truly insane as this. This was an un-caged will, all desire, all wanting, all needing and with out any morals or cares to guide it.
It didn't even know how to feel pity, sadness or even happiness it was like a monster just one in a human body who wanted to be free. It didn't even know remorse or fear but it knew pain, sadness and hated it also had no understanding of love it only understood lust. Ahexotl eyed the heavenly warrior putting a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?" Coaxoch breathed in sharply. "No I'm not…I've been in dark places before but in this case I'd say this was one persons mind I did not wish to have any part in, their insanity was awful." Ahexotl leaned forward looking at him. "So was it her, or are we dealing with an impostor?" Coaxoch shook his head as he looked at the weapon and the hair. "It's not an impostor…it was the Blood Jaguar who killed those men in cold blood."
End of part 66
Silvermoonlight
Sorry this wasn't up last week I just had a really crazy couple of days and never got around to updating.
