I woke up this morning and walked to the field i am a inca a slave to the aztecs we are supposed to donate slaves every year to be sacrificed. we feed them all the work is done buy us all the other slaves hate me and my family i am poor have no money for food so i have to steal it from my neighbors field every day so my family can survive. i walk to the field to get wheat for my wife to make tortillas. I then go to the well to get water when i get there i see my sister being carried up to the pyramid i watch as her blood is drained out of her alive then burned alive as she is screaming bloody murder i keep watching as my two brothers are placed on the pyramid. I keep watching as there hearts are ripped out of them alive …show more content…
Five years later We are now and army of hundreds of well trained soldiers we are making plans to conquer the empire when the king dies his son moctezuma is weak. This is the moment we have been waiting for.
It has been 5 years since we started planning on how to attack our army has grown significantly we are now an army of thousands we keep planning we are ready to attack we attack and we declare war we are killing them we start marching killing anyone who does not join us my 40 generals are each in control of a legion of a thousand we take the empire and kill moctezuma we are in control i change my name to moctezuma and laugh at is name a month later these white men on boats with weird weapons that can kill someone without even touching them. We believe that they are gods that have come down to kill us they attack us in our holy temple i declare war and we fight for 5 days killing are army with there soursary they take me captive and threatened to kill me they let me go but my brother traded my life for the kingdom i am devastated and try to kill them but they cut off my arm i barely make it out alive as i bleed out in my wife's arms everything becomes black as i fade away