The Conquistadors: A Short Story

Suddenly he was surrounded by black clouds. The clouds were a shade of wispy black that you would never be able to imagine; like something that wasn’t on earth. The clouds made him feel scared, sad and depressed. He breathed. The air tasted bitter like raw flour yet also sweet like grilled corn. Am I on earth Tadi thought. Then he saw a white beast that looked like a human. It was wearing jewels of all kinds and a large skull was on his chest. He looked almost completely made of bones with little flesh barely hanging onto his body. He heard a mysterious, raspy voice coming from the beast. “You’re dead and your soul is mine,” it whispered. “I am the almighty god of death and everyone that dies gives me their soul to feed me so I can stay alive. …show more content…
Your species is abundant in skin and it is less hairy than other species. Your species give me more flesh and I haven’t very much left. You will help me in a way by sacrificing yourself. Your death on earth on the other hand will not be remembered you were the last Tenochtitlan citizen in that city and the conquistadors will only remember you as you remember your animal hides. They only cared about conquest and trophies. Your city provided both of those things. You are considered a trophy.” Then Tadi knew he was in the underworld and Mictlantecuhtli was the white beast in front of him. He felt dizzy and a soft wind of death swooshed by