Celeste P.O.V.
The first thing I see when I wake up is darkness, and cold concrete ceilings. Kara, what happened? – I asked
Celeste, we have to talk, but we’re not alone. – She responded, worry in her words.
I stood up from the bed and looked around. There, in the dark on a chair was Huitzilopochtli, his eyes fixed on me. I scrambled to the farthest corner of the bed, covering my stomach defensively. He stood and turned on the light.
“Relax, child of Chantico. If I wanted to kill you right here, I would have done it at any point during the 24hrs you’ve been asleep.” He said and I was surprised he spoke English as well. He must have read my face because he smirked, “Surprised I can speak English? I have been alive for over a millennium. I speak many languages.”
“If you’re not going
