MY HEART BURNS FOR YOU EVEN IN THE AFTERGLOW
Chantico opened her eyes groaning slightly as she put her hand on her face. She had drunk too much blood last night and it was sitting in her stomach like a lead weight. She looked down feeling the comfortable weight of the other woman who was sleeping next to her, her head on her shoulder. She blinked looking around the bedroom as she lay back on the bed relaxing slightly they hadn't made love not that she really cared. It was just nice to kiss and hold the other woman once more. She felt her good eye drift Xochiquetzal had brought in some raw meat and blood for her to drink and she'd eaten it all.
Xochiquetzal had wanted to feed her and she was so damn hungry that she couldn't say no plus a part of her had always liked that kind of thing since it felt like she was being taken care off. She breathed deeply for the first time in a long time she felt full. A part of her just felt rather embarrassed that she'd fallen sleep afterwards because her stomach had gotten the better of her. It had been the early hours of dawn by then anyway, she leaned back she could still remember their first meeting as clearly as she could remember forming her first crystal as a child. It was one of the few moments in her long existence which truly stood out she closed eyes feeling the memory as it came flooding back.
8
Chantico eased back the branch in front of her eyes looking around her she wasn't in the mood for this little trip. She had so many things going on in her city which she needed to fix right now. She breathed in deeply feeling her teeth grind together so much for a big piece of region. It was about two mortal days walk and it had nothing in it but a very large temple which was in ruins. She eyed the temple ruins in front of her moving towards them they were the last thing of value to look through. She didn't even know who this temple was dedicated to the symbols were worn off. All she could think off was that it was Huitzilopochtli's from the time of his violent conquests, when he'd loved to plunder and then stick his temples all over the place.
She looked down slightly she didn't have very fond memories of the plundering he'd done on both her villages and armies. He had been a murderous bastard revelling in the destruction he caused. She picked up a piece of stone throwing it at the broken temple wall there was a thing of value here, there wasn't even room enough to bother with an army camp never mind a small city! There weren't any steams or rivers close by for any decent population anyway, building wells was also not easy and she hated to admit that finding water wasn't something she was fantastic at. She raised her hand being born from fire had put her at a disadvantage she breathed in deeply as she carried moving through the temple ruins.
She felt herself stop still as she caught sight of someone in front of her sitting on what had once been a pillar out in an open grassy area. It was a long dark haired woman who was looking at a flower which she'd picked from close by. Her long white dress like robes hung down decorated in beautiful silver and gold patterns. She was very slender in appearance she moved a step closer her curiosity getting the better of her. This wasn't a mortal woman at all it was a goddess. She could tell by the violet coloured eyed which drifting over the flower. Mortals didn't have eyes like the gods and goddess's they were always different shades of brown never vibrate colours.
This rather attractive goddess who ever she was had no headdress she hadn't brought hers ether she'd left it back at her main keep. If the woman in front of her had brought hers it would have been easier to tell who she was though. She moved a step closer watching as the woman turned to look her, her eyes filled with childlike curiosity as her long upper canines gleamed in the sunlight. Xochiquetzal looked at the other woman behind her who was now frozen on the spot. She had a black bodice and skirt on and both were covered in red patterns. She was tall and well built her eyes wandered over the slight ripple of muscle which was showing through. There were two very prominent features which stood out though the woman's eyes were as green as the jungle around her.
The other thing that stood out was her canine teeth she didn't have one set. She had two one on the upper jaw and another on the bottom which was strange since it was normally only male gods who had double sets with the exception of the jaguar god Tezcatlipoca who had two sets. She stood up slowly feeling unsure about the goddess in front of her. Chantico carried on staring at the attractive woman that was an underestimate, this woman was a very attractive and she would be lying to herself by saying anything less. She was used to seeing beautiful women but this one had something about her, it was just drawing her in. What ever anger she'd had seemed to dissipate away in to nothing.
Xochiquetzal swallowed before looking up, she didn't want to fight and a part of was feeling a twinge of fear. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to intrude, is this part of your region?" She could see the other woman was still staring at her in almost mesmerised manner, she tried again. "I don't wish to fight over something that I don't own." Chantico looked up sharply snapping out of her haze meeting the violet gaze for a moment before looking around her. "I don't own this region, my warriors told me that it was abounded I was merely having a look around." Xochiquetzal smiled as she sat back down. "I'm afraid my head warrior told me the same thing."
She looked up slightly. "I don't believe we've ever met, what's your name?" Chantico looked down slowly trying to keep her eyes off the woman's body. Her eyes kept wandering over the other woman's body before she could stop them. "My name is Chantico I'm the goddess of fire and personal treasures." She looked up slightly. "And who might you be?" Xochiquetzal looked up slightly she had heard of this woman, though it was very mixed information. Some said that she was a bitch who was very moody and aggressive with a very violent temper. They'd also said that she was very much a loner keeping herself to herself. As far as her sex life went she apparently liked male gods and had slept with some of Inca gods.
Despite this sketchy information, one thing she did know was that every god or goddess came to this woman when they wanted things made. Apparently she could make crystal from sand and gold from rock dust. When Mixcoatl had been king of the gods everyone knew that he'd had her make a very special throne for his son Huitzilopochtli because he admired her creative talent so much. She looked down she knew better than to believe in sketchy details as the gods loved to whisper among themselves and not all that they said was true. She looked up giving the other woman a wide smile. "My name is Xochiquetzal I'm the fertility goddess." Chantico looked up she had heard about this goddess.
Most of the stories about this woman were cruel words uttered by the creator gods. She hated these gods and had never believed much of anything they ever said. They'd said that this woman was weak and that she had no stomach for violence but most of all that she liked to sleep with both genders and could make any mortal woman pregnant just by sleeping with them. As if what gender you slept with mattered, it was such a low comment in her view. No doubt both creator gods had only said it because she wouldn't sleep with ether of them. She looked down sharply for some reason she was having problems focusing on the other woman's eyes her gaze kept on gliding down to her breasts.
She shook her head why in the hell was she doing that? When in the hell had she ever been interested in any woman's attributes? She coughed as she looked up trying to focus her thoughts. She turned keeping her eyes low. "I have heard of you." Xochiquetzal sat back feeling her smile widen she shifted up slightly. "Would you like to sit down and talk?" Chantico blinked in surprise no god or goddess had ever asked her if she wanted to talk, they normally wanted something. She shuffled slightly. "You're not going to ask me for anything?" Xochiquetzal laughed at the other woman's odd question she felt her smile widen. "Why would I want anything from you?"
She sat back slightly watching as the other goddess sat down next to her, she'd caught her looking at her body. She could now sense the slight embarrassment from the other goddess who was trying to hide her actions. Unfortunately for her she could tell, she was very good at seeing the sighs of sexual interest. Normally she was quite disgusted by this mostly because the god or person showing them didn't bother to hide their lust and were openly rude. This woman was trying very hard to hide hers and oddly enough there was something quite charming about that. She looked up slightly. "I have heard that's it's not polite to ask for anything from anyone."
She eased up her hand looking at the flower in it. "People should give you gifts because they choose to and it should be because they love you, not because they want you to do things for them." Chantico eyed the other woman for a long moment she looked down feeling a little out of her depth. The statement wasn't one she'd ever thought about no one had ever said the word love to her before. Had she ever had anyone love her? When she thought about the answer came up as no. She knew how to have sex and that was it. There was no point in lying about something which she didn't know or understand she looked up meeting the intense violet gaze. "I'm sorry I have never been in love so I wouldn't know."
Xochiquetzal kept her gaze fixed on the other woman she could hear the slightest twinge of sadness in those words. She looked at the flower in her hand. "I'm sorry I just guessed that you may have loved one of the Inca gods." Chantico laughed but it was a sad laugh even to her ears. "Then you'd be wrong, what you've heard about me is true and so is the part about being a loner." Xochiquetzal looked at the other woman feeling a sense of sadness she couldn't imagine what it was like to never know love and be all alone. All she could imagine was that it had to be awful she looked at the flower in her hand as she stood up turning to face the other woman. "Don't you have anyone not even a friend?"
Chantico eased up her hand watching as a fireball appeared in it, she saw the fear in the other woman's eyes she hadn't intended to scare her and she could already feel the slight guilt as it tugged at her she looked down. "I'm the fire goddess." She turned throwing the ball of fire at the broken pillar close by watching as the rock heated up to a flaming red colour. "Fire terrifies the other gods." She looked down sadly putting her hands together. "I don't have friends because no friend wants to be around someone, when there not fireproof." She turned meeting the smaller woman's gaze. "I did not mean to scare you and I wouldn't hurt you, I'm not like that. I just wanted to show you why it is that I'm alone."
Xochiquetzal stepped forward feeling a smile form. "Then those gods are very foolish, they do not see the fire for what is which is beautiful, powerful and able to keep anyone warm on the darkest night." She felt her smile widen as the shock spread across the other woman's face as she looked up. She eased the flower in her hand forward. "I also know that volcanic soil is the most fertile of all, it helps to grows wonders like these." She watched as the other woman looked at the flower in her hand while studying her as if trying to work out if what she said was real. Again there was something rather charming about the unsure expression on the fire goddess's face. She eased her other hand towards the other woman. "I don't judge things on their destructive power, I judge them on the wonder they create and the good they bring to others."
8
"What are you thinking about?"
Chantico turned slightly meeting the other goddess gaze she was now wide awake, she smiled slightly moving a hand through her long dark hair. "Just about us, that's all." Xochiquetzal ran her finger down the other woman's lower chest hearing a sharp intake of breath. "Any thing bad?" Chantico shook her head. "No just remembering when we first met that's all." She leaned over only to stop she found herself turning just in time to Xochipilli appear in a flash of multicoloured flowers. She grunted using her hand to get rid of some of the flowers which had landed on her. A part of her was glad that they were both still dressed, she turned watching as he gave her a warm smile.
Xochipilli felt his smile widen as he eyed his sister. "So glad to see that your both well." He winked watching as sister giggled before sitting up. Xochiquetzal sat up moving her fingers down the other woman's chest feeling her body jolt. "Oh yes we are very well thank you, we were just enjoying each others company." Chantico narrowed her gaze. "Other than the fact that you don't knock, we are fine." Xochipilli looked down slightly. "Ah yes I'll have to work on that. You'll have to excuse me, as I'm so used to my sister being here and no one else." Xochiquetzal looked up slightly. "What is troubling you Xochipilli?"
Xochipilli turned easing up the bowl that was in his hand which was filled with bloody liquid which was a thick as honey. "I wondered what you want to do with this." Xochiquetzal sat up fully eyeing the bowl. "Where did that come from?" Xochipilli eyed the bowl. "It came from Gabrielle she was very sick, I had it taken away while her and Xena were sleeping." He looked down slightly. "It's what Huitzilopochtli feeds his hummingbird warriors, its so their never hungry. They eat till their full in heaven and never ever eat again when they retake human form." He eyed the sticky blood. "It's quite disgusting stuff really." He turned the bowl seeing the liquid hardly move. "I Just wondered if it ether of you had a use for it."
Xochiquetzal looked at the bowl. "Destroy it I wouldn't want it to fall in to the wrong hands." Chantico shook her head. "Get rid off it as she says." She turned looking up. "What has become of Itzli and the Greek war god?" Xochipilli turned slightly. "Itzli is sleeping in the throne room he was very tired and he hasn't woken up yet." He shrugged slightly. "As for the Greek war god I put him to sleep the moment after I teleported him here. He'll only wake up when we need him to, as you both know he's a problem and I didn't want him in ether Xena or Gabrielle's way while they healed." Chantico snorted in disgust. "I think the Greek war god is a bastard personally."
She looked up slightly. "Shame we can't stick him in a wooden crate and send him back." Xochiquetzal turned meeting the taller woman's good eye. "Chantico!" Chantico eased out both her hands eyeing her. "What he's an idiot and his blood doesn't even taste that nice." Xochiquetzal turned to meet her brother's surprised gaze before turning back to look at the taller goddess. "You drank from him!?" Chantico sneered slightly. "Oh please I was hungry and he just dropped out of the sky. I don't believe in passing up a free meal, it's wasteful." Xochiquetzal raised an eyebrow she felt an evil smile form as she eased up her hand putting on the other woman's upper chest running her fingers down slowly. "I see and suddenly it all makes perfect sense you bartered him to Huitzilopochtli for his godly blood didn't you?"
Chantico swallowed feeling the other woman's finger move lower. "Er…yes I did." She lowered her gaze. "I just didn't want him back." She stopped the other woman's hand before it could go any lower. She turned pulling a stupid grin before she could stop herself. "It brought me back to you though didn't it?" Xochiquetzal turned to meet her good eye. "Yes it did." She leaned up meeting her lips not caring that her brother was watching. She sat back hearing her brother laugh. She smirking slightly as she eased up her hand running it through the other woman's hair. "I guess that Greek god is more useful than he realizes, he just hasn't realized it yet."
8
Lila moved slightly feeling something drip against her face she felt her dark dreams shatter as she slowly open her eyes watching as everything came back in to focus. She felt her eye snap open fully as she looked up meeting the dark red ones as they looked over her. She turned seeing that both Tlaloc and Amoxtli were on their knees not daring to look up.
"Awake at last I see."
Quetzalcoatl turned eyeing Manaia who was still sleeping in the pool he turned back eyeing the Greek girl who pulled herself up on to her knees. He flicked out his tongue as he eyed her in disgust. "Good you still remember how to grovel." He turned eyeing both warriors as he pulled his huge wings out of the water slamming his claws in to the stone as he shook his mane. He looked up slightly. "Get up you worthless fools!" He watched as they both stood up instantly saying nothing as they kept their heads low. A part of him wanted to kill them both just for the fun of it. He had been disgusted to find them sleeping together it was not what he expected of his un-dead warriors.
He turned flicked out his tongue not that it mattered though they would be punished he had something in mind that would terrify them both. He felt his claws scratch the floor. He eased his neck up higher shaking the last of the water away as he eyed both warriors again. "Take her to the room of the twelve!" Amoxtli stood up slowly feeling the panic take over they were going to the room of the twelve? She put a hand on her chest swearing that for an instant she was feeling her own heartbeat even though she knew that wasn't possible. She moved slowly over to Lila taking hold of her arm watching as Tlaloc did the same she could see the uncertainty in his face.
Quetzalcoatl moved across the ground harshly towards the stairs he slowly made his way up them watching as the un-dead warriors followed with the Greek girl. He turned moving his huge neck around watching as the solid doors opened of their own accord as he moved his head further inside. He looked down as both warriors slowly walked in to the room bringing in the Greek girl with them. He moved in closer turning back to eye them as he looked at the shattered bones and broken bodies. "I don't need to tell you were you are Greek girl I believe that you know about this room despite that you lied about not entering it." He flicked out his tongue as he moved his head downwards. "Not that it matters, your lies will now cost both of the head warriors!"
He eyed the female un-dead warrior in disgust. "It'll cost you most, slave!" He turned opening his mouth wide as he breathed out watching as purple light streamed out of his mouth floating through the air like smoke. It floated downward spiting in to smaller streams as it went in side the bones of the dead warriors vanishing from sight. Lila felt the fear hit in an instant as the skeletons started to twitch and bones started to move across the floor meeting with other bones. The bodies slowly rebuilt themselves. Red and yellow light filled the eye sockets of the skulls as cracked bones pushed back in to place and torn clothes fixed themselves.
The twelve skeletons started to rise up their bones fully rebuilt as they all stood up to full height. She felt her hand move to her mouth as the blood began to spread outwards from their ribs soaking every bone until it was all stained red. She could see the dried blood on the walls and floor started to move downward towards which ever skeleton it belonged to. She breathed in slowly as muscle and skin started to form covering all the bones in an instant and hair grew back followed by facial features forming. The eyes opened on every warrior only they weren't milky white they were red with yellow pupils whose light drifted outwards like smoke giving them a terrifying appearance.
Amoxtli watched as all the twelve elite warriors moved finally coming to life fully. She was terrified beyond reason and once more she was feeling these emotions. She recognised these faces, the same faces that had tormented her for years and the hands of those who had beat her for fun. She could already see the cruel smiles forming as they turned in her direction. They had all been brought back every one of the vile bastard and bitches all with their real flesh just like before. Except this time around they had demonic eyes to match their cruel and violent status. There was no doubt in her panicked mind that they were stronger than before and even more violent.
She watched as the girl among them moved towards the statue ripping the golden hair free as she turned to Quetzalcoatl. "I want my revenge on the bitch that killed me!" Quetzalcoatl felt a cold smile form oh how he'd missed the twelve. "You shall have your revenge, you all shall! That is why you have been brought back my twelve grand un-dead, to destroy the one who took your lives!" One of the men moved forward looking at the room. "Then we shall do that! She hacked me to ribbons I want to see her insides spilled out all over the floor!" He listened as there was a mummer of agreement behind him. "I want to see the light die in her eyes!" Quetzalcoatl shook his mane as he leaned closer watching as they all picked up their fallen weapons. "You shall have your wish."
He moved his head back. "She killed you all and stole my items! You shall bring her back in pieces along with my godly items!" One of the other male warriors moved forward raising his weapon. "She killed me with a tactic that made me die in thirty seconds I told her were the items were." He kneeled down lowering his head. "I beg for your forgiveness great serpent god!" Quetzalcoatl narrowed his gaze flicking out his tongue. "You are long forgiven!" He watched as the man stood up. "You will all leave but first you will torture these two fools!" He turned to his other head guards. "They have disappointed me greatly." He eyed the female warrior as he pulled his head back. "This one more than the other, you can do as you please to her!"
He pulled his head away from the door. "Sexual assault her, beat her, pull of her skin of in pieces what ever you please. You are the best at your job and my finest elite." He eyed the Greek girl. "The other is not to be touched she is an important prisoner!" He flicked out his tongue as he moved his head out of the room he was looking forward to listening to the screams. Amoxtli shivered before she could stop herself as evil smile started to form on the faces of the twelve warriors. Her fear had turned in to terror and she was so certain that she was feeling her own heart beat again. She wanted to run to hide anything to escape this nightmare. She knew no one could save her. No one ever did and that made her want to cry even though she had no tears to shed.
The leader moved closer she knew his face she'd seen it a thousand times only difference was that he was that he was missing his katana which the Blood Jaguar had killed him with and taken. She knew the instant his cruel smile formed that what ever he had in mind would be soul destroying and painful. His cold words hit the air causing her to step back as the fear gripped her. "Look who it is, it's the fifthly peasant girl!" She looked down maybe it was better to just let them do what they wanted and just give in. Being sexual assaulted was normally very painful but it was quick and once it was over it was over. It wouldn't be the first time they had done it to her during her time as an un-dead warrior it had happened before and those memories were the ones she'd tried so hard to forget. She looked down watching as her weapon hand started to shake uncontrollably she felt herself shiver waiting for the pain to come.
End of part 88
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