As those loyal to Zaca were being taken from their homes and brought up for sacrifice, Quauhtli quietly gathered as many members of the Momaquixtia as he could and fled the city. Among those with him was Zaca’s widow. Quauhtli led the people north in the same direction of Zaca’s previous quest.
The king was informed of the Momaquixtia’s escape and gave the order for them all to be hunted down. The Momaquixtia kept pushing further and further north to escape the king’s men. They finally settled down just northeast of the great canyon where Zaca had found the micoaz atl. They figured the canyon would make a good barrier and provide protection from the armies of the king if they should venture this far north. By the time they settled down and established a community, they numbered fifteen. They named their village after the group, Momaquixtia. Their numbers increased as more refugees from the city and nearby villages discovered them.The king searched for them relentlessly, burning and conquering as he went, but his obsession went unrewarded for years. The Momaquixtia had hidden themselves well.In the year 1454, Zaca’s widow bore a son. It was apparent this child was conceived after Zaca had taken the serum. He had light skin, and as he grew, the hair on the top of his head became very light and straight while the hair on the sides of his head just above the ears was dark and wavy. It was as the color of straw blending to the color of the earth. His eyes were the silver green of a new leaf. He grew much faster than the other children of the village, both in body and mind.Word spread quickly to the other villages of a boy king hidden in the mountains, destined to rule over all the people and bring peace to the Aztec kingdom. News of this boy eventually reached King Montezuma, who decided to put an end to it. Four years after the Momaquixtia fled, Montezuma finally knew where they were, and he launched his attack. The king sent thirty of his best warriors to conquer the small village and kill the boy. It was then that the boy’s extraordinary abilities began to manifest themselves.He was able to transform his arms into snakes that stretched out toward his attackers, wrapping around their necks and injecting a deadly venom. He had a pair of retractable fangs in front of his upper teeth, also with the ability to inject his venom. He had two sets of fingernails—the regular rounded fingernails common on every human and a razor sharp retractable set that was hidden beneath the others. The pads of his fingers could flatten out like a gecko’s, making him able to stick to surfaces much more easily. His pupils could elongate vertically like a viper’s. Folds of skin above his mouth could open up to reveal three holes on each side of his nose for tracking body heat. His lightning-fast reflexes made it nearly impossible to strike him. His strength rivaled that of his adult attackers.Thirty of the strongest Aztec warriors were defeated by the three-year-old in a matter of minutes. The people of the village were shocked by what they had seen and returned to their homes with mixed feelings of hope and fear. This boy wasn’t a boy but a god. He was, thereafter, known by the name Isaac , meaning “its venom.”As Isaac grew, so did his passion for knowledge. At the age of eight, he discovered the cave where his father found the micoaz atl. He befriended the serpent guardian and discovered that the liquid had no damaging effect on him. In fact, quite the opposite—it was a balm, invigorating and energizing him and healing cuts and bruises within seconds. He soon discovered that because of the serum his father had taken, his blood was bonded to the liquid. He found that he could use a combination of his blood and his venom to heal others as well. When he combined his blood and venom with the liquid, he could create new life and strengthen existing life. He first tested it on a lizard. The lizard began to grow larger and larger until it was the size of an adult man with arms and legs similar to that of a human, but it retained its lizard head and tail. The creature’s strength, speed, and ability to blend into the environment were enhanced. It even developed near-human intelligence. He named the creature Yolcatl and ordered it to remain in the cave until a time when he would need it.One day, some grieving parents brought a boy who had died falling from a ledge to Isaac , begging for his help. When he miraculously brought the boy back to life, news of his healing abilities spread like wildfire across the land. Many believed him to be the great feathered serpent god sent to save the people from the tyranny of the king. He was soon elected the ruler of the people, and they began construction on a temple dedicated to their new god.But there was one of the Momaquixtia that feared him. His name was Zolin, and he was an apprentice to Quauhtli. Zolin had the gift of foresight and prophesied that Isaac would rise up to be a wicked ruler and conqueror of mankind. Quauhtli didn’t want to believe that their beloved boy god would do such things, but it wasn’t long before Zolin’s prophecy proved all too true.One day, while Isaac was in the cave, the village was attacked by more than a hundred men. The army was too powerful, and the Momaquixtia were forced to surrender. The captives were gathered together in the center of the village. Isaac ’s mother was taken and burned alive at the stake. When Isaac discovered the charred remains of his mother, he was so enraged that he either killed or enslaved every member of the opposing army.In the year 1469, when he was fifteen, Isaac took his vengeance on King Montezuma by sneaking into his quarters at night and suffocating him in his sleep. From that point forward, the tyranny of Isaac became total. Killing the king didn’t satisfy his hate. He became consumed by it. He wanted to punish all mankind. He devoted himself to gaining power over the entire human race. Over the next seven years, Isaac built up two armies—one of men and the other of monsters created by Isaac himself. With these armies, he expanded his kingdom. The village grew to a small city which Isaac renamed Icoatzin, meaning “his little snake.”As an adult, he was considered a giant, standing more than a foot taller than the others. His power continued to grow, and no man dared challenge him. Quauhtli, Zolin, and a few others began working together in secret to find a solution to this problem.Zolin prophesied of a small group of people born with powers to match Isaac ’s. This group was called the Teteo Analoya, meaning “gods and goddesses, they are chosen.” The Analoya consisted of two men and two women, one of the men being Isaac ’s doppelganger and the group’s leader, whom they named Huitecoya, meaning “he was struck by lightning.” The other man was named Tlepitzalo, meaning “fire is lit.” Yeyecame Atl, meaning “wind water,” was the name given to the taller of the two women, and to the other was given the name Chimalli, meaning “shield.” All the members of this group had a similar look to Isaac —light-haired, fair-skinned, and tall. He prophesied that the Analoya would not fight Isaac in this lifetime but in the distant future. Isaac would come back to life at the time when his doppelganger reached the age that Isaac was at the time of his death. The powers of the Analoya would not be known to them until the day Isaac returned. They would wield them through the stones of power and the legendary blades.Zolin prophesied of a great war between Isaac and mankind. He saw great weapons used in the war. He saw men using a variety of small handheld weapons that could only be described as blowguns that required no breath, made a sound like thunder, and shot fire from their ends instead of a dart. However powerful those weapons were, they were nothing compared to the legendary blades. Isaac and the Analoya wielded blades, combined with the stones of power, and were superior to all others in battle.There were five blades in all. Each could only be wielded by the one to whom they belonged—the Blade of Life and Death belonged to Isaac , the Blade of Lightning belonged to Huitecoya, the Blade of Fire belonged to Tlepitzalo, the Blade of Wind and Water belonged to Yeyecame Atl, the Blade of Shadows belonged to Chimalli.With the help of Zolin’s gift of foresight, Quauhtli and Zolin led a small group of men to track down the stones of power. Obtaining the stones was dangerous as they would kill any man who touched them. They had to be taken from their place of origin and cut without ever coming directly in contact with human skin. Forging the blades was a difficult task as the integrity of the mineral used wasn’t strong enough to hold the power of the stones. The mineral had to be strengthened by melting it down and mixing it with tiny fragments of the stones themselves. Once the blades were ready, the stones had to be fitted into place with the utmost precision and delicacy. After the blades were finished, Quauhtli ordered them to be taken from the city and hidden all over the canyon so Isaac would never find them.Before all the blades could be hidden, Isaac learned of their treasonous actions and had all of them but Zolin executed but not before forcing them to forge the Blade of Life and Death for him. After the executions, he forced Zolin into slavery, using Zolin’s gift of foresight to his advantage. They were able to forge one more object—the oracle stone, designed to reveal the Analoya should they touch it. Isaac forced Zolin to divulge his prophecies to him. He revealed that he saw two futures—one where Isaac was defeated by the Analoya and one where Isaac took control over the whole Earth. Which one was the real future was uncertain. He revealed that Isaac would die and be resurrected at the time the Analoya walked the Earth. Isaac ordered that exactly how and when this would happen be written on a wall in the cave and never again be spoken of outside the cave.This prophecy only fueled Isaac ’s determination and lust for power. Wielding the Blade of Life and Death increased his
The man got to his feet, looking a little dazed, just as several SWAT team officers ran up into the temple. He jumped up onto the platform behind the throne, reached out around the throne with his arms, and transformed them into snakes, stretching them forth and striking officer after officer with such speed they didn’t know what or where to shoot at.When Kristen saw this, she knew who they were dealing with. Her shocked expression was visible to Wilson from behind, and he grabbed her and pulled her back into the room.“Kristen, what hap—““Isaac ,” she interrupted. “He’s real.”“What are you talking about?” asked Kyle.“I believe it,” Wilson said to him. “We need to get out of here right now!”Before they could leave, the two men from the entrance hall came into the room. The taller man saw the .357 still in Kristen’s hand and asked in a whisper, “Was that you that hit him?”She nodded.“Nice shot. I’m Dutch, this is Edmonds. You all need to follow us and stay low.”They followed Du
Isaac spoke to Wilson in a snakelike voice.“Brother.”Wilson drew his gun and fired. Kristen and Kyle did the same. The rest of the people ran back the way they had come as Isaac jumped behind the wall to dodge the bullets. The three of them took off after the others, firing shots behind them as they ran. Wilson was the first to hear the click of his empty magazine, followed by Kristen, then Kyle soon afterward.After the ammo ran out, they could hear Isaac catching up to them rapidly. They ran forward with all their might. Up ahead, there was a fork in the corridor; the people leading the group veered left without pausing to consider their direction.“Turn right! You’re going the wrong way!” Kristen yelled to them.Those who could hear her did an about-face and headed back toward the right corridor. But two of the officers kept moving forward. Jessica felt blood spray the back of her neck as the two officers, now behind her, were skewered by several spears ejected from the walls.
He walked to an old shelter made of stone near the lake and entered a small room inside. Along the walls of the room were rows of ceramic jars sitting on stone shelves. He picked up a jar that had a picture of a wolf painted on the front, brought the jar over to a stone table, and poured the dust contents out onto it. He opened his mouth and sank his fangs into his own wrist; holding his arm out, he let the blood drip onto the small mound of dust. It immediately began to take shape just as he had the previous night. He retrieved another jar, this time with a picture of a bobcat painted on it, and repeated the process. The mounds of dust slowly took shape, each forming the tip of a clawed, hairy finger. Little by little, the bones, vessels, muscles, and skin slowly grew, lengthening and thickening.He left the fingers and walked out to the lake, removed his clothing, and waded into it. The liquid sent a burning sensation over all his wounds. After a while, the burning sensation began t
“You might want to sit down,” he said.“What’s this about?” said Kyle.“First off, in the heat of it all, I never got any of your names,” said Dutch.“I’m Kristen White. This is Wilson Cale and Kyle and Kora Ludwig,” said Kristen.“Well, I wish it was under better circumstances, but it is nice to meet you all. My name is Dutch Goodman, in case you didn’t get it already. I wanted to talk about something that happened to the four of you in the temple,” said Dutch“Yeah, I was struck by lightning. What was that?” said Kyle.“You were marked. All of you were,” said Dutch“Marked?” asked Kyle.“By the oracle stone,” said Dutch“But I didn’t touch it,” said Kristen.“Neither did I,” said Kyle.They looked at Kora and Wilson.“I did. I fell against it,” said Wilson. “I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through me. I didn’t know anyone else got hit with it.”“What I saw—and I am sure Isaac saw it too, judging by the way he reacted,” said Dutch, “—is it went through you, Wilson, then jumped to
“It’s interesting you should ask that,” said Dutch. “I want to show you something. Follow me.”They all got up eagerly, except Kora. She remained in her seat, still crying.Kyle walked up to her.“Kora—” he began, and then he stopped. He was about to ask “What’s wrong?” but he already knew the answer.“She’s dead because of me,” she said through her sobs. “Lisa was my best friend. If Isaac didn’t think I was that Yeyecame girl, she never would have had to die for me.”“Isaac was killing everybody. You think he wouldn’t have tried to kill you anyway even if he thought you were less important?” said Kyle.“He took his time with me because he thought I was important. If he would have killed me as fast as he killed everyone else, Lisa wouldn’t have had a chance to butt in, and she might still be alive. Whatever this is, I don’t want any part of it,” she said, anger rising in her voice.“If that is what you want. No one is forcing you into this. You’re welcome to rejoin the others or sta
“I think we’re okay. We’re in the center of the building, and we’re twenty feet underground,” said Dutch. “If Wilson didn’t feel it until he came down here, I don’t think Isaac will be able to either.”“But I didn’t know to pay attention to it. He would, wouldn’t he?” said Wilson.“If these swords are as powerful as the legend says,” said Kristen, “then we cannot afford to let him have it. You saw him, what he is capable of. Imagine if he gets a hold of this weapon.”“But if we try to move it, he might be drawn to it faster. Trust me, this is the safest place it can be,” said Dutch.“Open the glass,” said Kyle.“What? Why?” asked Dutch.“Because I want to test it,” said Kyle as he yanked out a few hairs from his head.“That won’t work on that one,” said Dutch. “That sword is quite different from the other one. It’s cunning. It doesn’t fall for cheap tricks and tests. It knows when someone is actually handling it.”“You’re acting like it can think for itself,” said Kyle.“It can,” sai
“Bullets didn’t work?” asked David in surprise.“Yeah, we shot everything we had at him. He dodged most of it, but a few did get through. It seemed as though the shots were hurting him but not seriously enough to stop him. The most curious thing to me was the lack of blood flow from his wounds. He should have bled out within a matter of seconds, but there was barely a drop. It was as if the bullets weren’t penetrating very deep,” answered Dutch.“That’s interesting,” said David. “If there is something preventing the bullets from penetrating, then PEP might be an acceptable alternative, considering the high heat of the plasma pulse. However, the lack of physical density might make it more difficult, although perhaps it’s the mass and density of the bullet that his body is stopping, in which case the plasma should be able to burn through with relative ease.”“It’s worth a shot.” Wilson shrugged.“Ha, ha,” said Kyle.Kristen tried unsuccessfully to stifle a chuckle.“What? Oh . . .” said
Hopefully the thought that we are out of jeopardy isn’t phony, a fantasy from our purposefully deluded minds.-Isaac Weak. Inferior. Helpless. Useless.These are characteristics that should never be associated with an Alpha, yet I feel them all on a daily basis now.I have a job to do and the need to be a stable and reliable leader is essential after what has just happened. Countless new procedures need to be implemented for the safety of the packs. Each Alpha will need to take precautionary measures -ramping up training, security, and make plans with alias incase war comes.There isn’t time to stay on a sick bed with people keeping me from my work while all these pressing matters wait to be handled. Not to mention my duties as a mate and the fact she has her own position among the packs to undertake.Each day doesn’t hold enough hours to get my tasks completed even if I was healthy and able bodied, the challenges are even more daunting as I regain strength from the poison my brother
If there is a chance behind that cold wall he is capable of feeling rejection, I don’t really want him to feel it from me. I don’t want to be the one who gave up. I will be careful, but right now I want him to know I want to try.So, I reach out and grasp his hand in mine.He smiles sleepily. “Much better”“You know his lips look a little cold too”“Levi!” Isaac grumbles.“I thought I was the wing man?” Levi shrugs.Isaac doesn’t look that upset... I think I might even see a hint of a smile as I chuckle at the two of them. Soon Isaac leans his head back again and falls asleep.I’ll just hold his hand a little longer.-May“She is gonna be here any minute” I mumble against his lips as they tease mine.My mate responds by groaning in protest and pulling me closer causing me to giggle.It’s not like I wasn’t already crammed against him in the small play house that rests just inside the woods behind Robert’s parents’ home.I typically have higher standards for make-out locations. This
“Alright party people, lets get this show on the road!” I giggle nervously and nod before chancing a glance behind at Isaac . He meets my eyes looking tired but other wise emotionless. I eye him narrowly with a glare and let my frustration flood the link between us, unsure if he was even paying attention through that thick wall of his.Turning I adjust myself in my seat and pull out my phone to keep me busy on the drive.I had been working on my linking while my family was still here but with them gone and me not yet being a part of Isaac and Levi’s pack – if I ever become apart of it- I was unable to practice or use the link for the last few days. Only Isaac would be able to talk to me now and we both have been avoiding that.I imagine that the link or bond I have with Isaac works in a similar way to a pack link, and I could learn to keep him out if I try. I don’t get how I have started to be able to keep my thoughts to myself in wolf form but Freddy, Chris and Alpha Cold heart ca
I chose not to make eye contact with Isaac as he is wheeled out of the make shift hospital. I had just finished loading up a few things in the car to make this trip easier.It has almost been a week since he was poisoned but the recovery has been slow. Isaac still spends most of his time sleeping and it frustrates him to be so weak. The slightest activity seems to make him tired.It frustrates ME that he is a stubborn ass.My mate has spent his every waking moment pushing himself by dealing with pack business and trying to get out of bed. I took pity on him the first night he had ripped his IVs out and caused a commotion, now I know I shouldn’t have.He has been such a handful. Willfully disregarding Greta’s orders to the point that I was on board when she threatened to strap him down two days ago.Boy did that Idea go over well.Lucky for Isaac Levi took pity on him and talked us down.I roll my eyes remembering how ridiculous he was being yelling at us to stop babying him and hol
I squeeze my eyes shut, willing more power to be put into the spell, “Summer wood and deity ties, bring these lines to boundaries defined. Expand this protection with the flow of desired correction. Right to what has been outlined.”I hear Silas shout and Wilson growl. I start shouting the spell. “Summer wood and deity ties, bring these lines to boundaries defined. Expand this protection with the flow of desired correction. Right to what has been outlined.”“Stop Isaac !” Mike begs. “You can’t stop this spell.“Stay away from her,” Silas orders.“Please!” He screams as he begs.I feel the thunder shake the ground, and I open my eyes in enough time to see lightning strike the center of the anchor in the ward as it shatters. The earth turns black and spreads out from under me, killing the trees and grass within a mile of us.I pant as my hands clench the dead earth. Sweat has beaded on my forehead, and I try to catch my breath as the boys struggle behind me. I get to my feet very shaki
I give Mike my wrist, my blood still freely flowing. “Squeeze my blood onto each paper and say; Deliver these to Goddess Kaelish, protector of Linru. Bring what’s true in this discovered news.”He gives me a questioning look, and I didn’t miss that his neck is tense. “Why?”“Because I can’t.” I motion to my bonds.He gives me a cautious look, trying to determine if he can trust me. “Why?”“You literally have me chained to a bed, just trust me.” I say, glaring at him.Mike follows my instructions, nearly jumping out of his skin as the pages start smoking. “What are you doing Isaac ?”“Relax,” I say, the flames turning turquoise, signaling they’ve been received. When Kaelish accepts them, the flames dissipate, leaving the pages in their original state. I hand them back to him. “There, now it’s in Kaelish’s hands.”“How much magic do you actually know?” Mike asks, looking me over as if he’s seeing me for the first time.I shrug. “Almost everything. I can’t speak the original spells, b
When I find them, huddled behind Isongarth’s statue, they are clearly talking about me. I’m in no mood to explain myself, though I really should tell Silas about Alier. That can wait until after my very much needed nap.I ignore their conversation and surprised expressions as I sit down cross legged next to Silas. Skipping past looking at them, slightly annoyed they’re talking about me, I pull out a sariah petal and wipe it against one of my bloody wounds. I lay it next to me and bring a trail of salt to it, linking the other spells. I look to Leo. “Repeat after me.”After he nods, I prick my finger and pour seawater over the new wound, right over the sariah petal I had just placed, chanting as I pour. “Summer wood and deity ties, bring these lines to boundaries defined. Expand this protection with the flow of desired correction. Right to what has been outlined.”Leo starts copying me, touching my heart with his hand, flowing my power with his. “Summer wood and deity ties, bring these
“I will see you again. I will find out what you’re up to Isaac . I didn’t know you knew this much about magic, so it’s going to take me a minute.”“I’m more than the girl that you keep trying to sink your teeth into.” I tell him, walking away from him. “I know more than fighting.”“Wait,” He grunts, trying to sit up. “Did you really know Elayna?”I look behind me, trying to keep my face cold. I hold up my hand and wipe off some blood from my wrists. I point to the healed dainty fang marks. “For two years I kept her alive with my blood. Every second of every day we were together. She was a sister to me, and I miss her terribly. Her death nearly destroyed me. I knew everything about her, except for most of her family. I knew she had brothers, but nothing more than that. She would shut down and close herself off whenever that topic was broached, and I knew it was because she was purposely distancing herself so not to hurt them.“Before you ask, she never did tell me about you. She never
Well, I’m dead anyway. I walk into his room to quickly skim through his books. Nothing here can tell me what blasted spell he’s using. I need to think. Something here has to help me escape. I’ve read all of these books! I kick his bed as I try to think. Think Isaac , I shout internally as I try to slow my breathing. I kick his bed again and here a thump. I look under the bed and see Yvanna’s book. It was tucked underneath his mattress, pinned by a board. I grab it and tuck it into my bag as I try to think. I mean outside of using forbidden magic.Several hours later I’m still at a loss and trapped in this god forsaken room. The windows are sealed. His bedroom door is now locked. The only thing I can go into, is his adjoining bathroom. My head is resting against the warm wall while I sit on his surprisingly warm floor. I keep hitting my head against the wall as I try to think. Maybe if I pretend to be here waiting for him, like a loving mate, then he’ll let me off the hook. Nah.I hear