Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli (Eztli)'s Story

Modern Earth, the age of science has replaced the age of Gods and Magic. They all have disproven everything about them. People have gone to the so called home of the Greek Gods and found… nothing… No grand palaces or anything else. The Gods places of worship have all but crumbled away. Some have been stolen from and some broken into and vandalized.
The mortals have forgotten about them and explained away everything about them.
But they have not thought of one simple possibility…Maybe the Gods have moved… or have their own dimension. The Gods have never met the other gods of a different culture, aside from the Roman and Greek, but that is because they are one and the same…Each realm feels like one would expect from each culture.

Asgard is surrounded by an impregnable wall and is one of the Nine worlds, inhabited by the Aesir, the race of Warrior Gods. It is located at the highest point of their universe and has the Rainbow Bridge connecting their world to Earth. They also have Valhalla the place were slain warriors wait for the final battle, Ragnarok. The realm of their Elves Alfheim and Svartalfheim is also there as well as Vanaheim the home of Vanir, it is a glorious if a bit cold. Also there is the realm of frost giants they are constantly battling. As well as Helheim, their underworld which Hel, Lokis’ daughter resides and is protected by Garm, Hel's enormous dog-guard, lives in the cave Gnipahellir. He is an eight-foot-tall black hound with glowing eyes. It is important not to underestimate Garm. While he may act like a big dog - vicious and dangerous or friendly depending on who you are - it's an act. There is as much intelligence in Garm as in any other of Helheim's guards. He is a Jotun who is always in dog-form, but he is no dumb beast. Garm seems to be on a general patrol around the borders of Helheim, meaning that he could be anywhere at any point.
Mount Olympus is the abode of the chief god Zeus. Also, the foremost gods of the Greek pantheon have their palaces at the summit. It is here that the gods assemble to consume nectar and ambrosia, the substances which reinforces their immortality. The top of the Olympus, which is covered in snow and hidden in the clouds, reaches all the way into the aether. It is the highest mountain of Greece and lies on the border of Macedonia and Thessaly, yet though mortals have been to the top they have never seen the realm. And why would they? The Gods have hidden it from their mortal eyes. Also of course is the Domain of Hades, which is surrounded nine times by the River Styx, where Hades resides.
The Egyptian Gods abandoned Walking the Earth and made their own realm one that mimics Ancient Egypt, yet more elegantly and seems to never decay.
The Aztec took a liking to the lushness of the place they were worshipped and made their own realm reflect that. Lushness surrounding them and the sounds of the jungle ever present as each God resided in their own grand pyramids, very much like the temples that the Aztecs worshipped them in.
The Hindu gods have retreated back into their Lokas, looking forlornly at the world they left, though it should be mentioned that they have never seen the other Gods walk the world, perhaps the Earth of the other Gods are different in some way?

Each God in each realm have seen the flow of time on Earth and seen it change, but never seeing the other realms of the other gods.

Until now.

Ten Gods, including a few Goddesses, have been cast out of their realm by someone, though they do not know who. Some of the Gods and Goddesses are the righteous; some are the outcasts among the gods… They each have their weapons on them and have been assigned lodges at a college. They do not know how they have come to Earth or who these others are, though a few they recognize from their own realm. For the first time in history The Asgardians will meet the Olympians, the Hindu Gods will meet the Egpytian Gods and the Alaskan Gods as well as the Azetec.
Thrown into this mix are four mortals, two men and two women, who are going to the school as well. They know not who these ones are or the powers they possess, but they soon will…
The Gods have a common goal, though some are more reluctant about it than others, get back to their own realm, but to do that they need help… from the mortals. But will the mortals help? Or will they try to kill the gods, for on Earth there maybe a weapon that can kill them. Though only Mortals may wield it.

Loki actually chuckled warmly at Thors’ remark, “I was lost in thought actually… I was wondering if there was a clue in this room… But yes, I should introduce myself. I am Loki. Son of the Giantess Laufey…” he rolled his shoulders slightly feeling them to be a bit stiff. “Being tied up has left me a bit stiff Odinson, I assume when we get back to Asgard I won’t be able to ask for my binds to be a little less tight?” he asked him already knowing he answer to be no. “As for our rules not applying here… tis seems some do. How else would your lightning be able to obey you? Try releasing Mjollnir see if you can summon it to you… Don’t worry I won’t steal it.” He told him. He glanced around the room taking in each and every detail. “Before you do so Thor, a question to you all, perhaps one that may answer some of my suspicions… Does the structure of the Arena mean anything special to you? Or not necessarily you, but where you come from?” he asked them, his eyes taking in everything he could.

A tall, heavyset man sat on a throne in the large sweeping palace that was of a style similar to the Aztec pyramids. He was wearing a magnificent feathered headdress, as well as a long sweeping cloak. Even without his imposing build playing a part, it was clear that this was no mere mortal. No, this was Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli, the Aztec lord of the morning star, the ruler of the heavens. Well, maybe not quite the ruler, that was Tonatiuh's job. By Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli liked to boast, even if it did get him into trouble. Trouble was good after all, because trouble led to chaos, and chaos was fun. Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli loved chaos.

As he tossed a few darts up and down into the air out of sheer boredom - gods could get bored, after all - Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli felt his vision blurring. A burning pain sprang up in the back of his head. What was happening?! He was a god, gods didn't feel pain!

Black spots flickered at the edge of his eyes. Was Tonatiuh getting revenge? Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli couldn't think of anything bad he had done recently. All he had done was cause some trouble in the lives of a few humans here and there, but, humans were like ants. They were meant to be messed with. Besides, it was his job to cause chaos and trouble.

The god fell out of his chair, slumping onto his knees, clutching his head. When he drew his hand away, it was dripping with the deep crimson colour of blood. How could this be possible?! Gods were not humbled so easily! Black spots clouded in front of his vision, growing denser by the second. Within moments, his vision had gone completely black, and he passed out.



Slowly, the spots clearing from his vision, Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli managed to rise to his feet. He rubbed his eyes. What on earth had happened? Almost immediately, the god knew something was amiss. Maybe it was the fact that his body was so much scrawnier than it usually was. Or that his hair was now curly, and had black streaks in it.

Maybe it was the fact that his robe and headdress had disappeared. Actually, all of his clothes had disappeared. Of course, Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli paid no mind to this. There was nobody around him, and if people felt uncomfortable by his nudity, too bad for them. They would be the only ones who were concerned about his lack of clothes. Tlahuizacalpantecuhtli himself didn't give a single care about whether he was wearing anything or not. It was all the same to him.

He took a step forward, glancing around at his surroundings. How weak he felt! This body was clearly of a mortal. It had been so long since he had last walked in the body of one of the mortals. He had forgotten how powerless they felt. It really was obvious why mortals were constantly battling for power. It was the only way to stop them from feeling so insignificant, so weak.

There was a large door in front of him. It was built of a sandy stone, similar in colour to his palace. In his godly form, the door would have been just tall enough for him to walk through, but in this mortal body, it towered over him. Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli walked forward, and attempted to push it open. It glided open easily without a single creak, as if it was made of foam rather than stone.

Keeping his head raised proudly, his shoulders back, Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli strutted in through the large opening. The next sight that appeared to his completely shocked him. '

There were other people in the room, sitting on thrones. Some of the ten thrones were empty, clearly the person meant to sit in those hadn't arrived yet. Each one of the thrones seemed to suit the people sitting in them, so, of course, Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli headed over to the one that called to him the most, ignoring everyone else in the room. The throne itself was a heavy stone thing, made of a sandy-gray rock. It was the perfect size for Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli to sit on regally, so, of course, that was what he did.

The male glanced around the room, surveying the other people who were there. A few of them looked to be friendly, others did not. One guy looked like an arrogant prick, Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli made a mental note to be as cruel to him as possible. Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli absolutely hated arrogant pricks. Especially if they happened to go by the name of Tonatiuh. Of course, this particular arrogant prick wasn't anyone particularly special, most likely being just a boring old mortal. After all, what sort of god had pale skin?! That was absolutely unheard of. Only ignorant savages had pale skin. Besides, his hair was in a completely ungodly style. It was black, and cut in the strangest sort of styles. Yeah, that was most certainly just a really arrogant mortal.

He spotted a woman who appeared to have just walked into the room. She could actually be a goddess. A weak one, but still a goddess. Her skin was an acceptable shade of dark, and she had long black hair. She certainly was gorgeous, and she appeared to radiate power. Yes, she certainly could be a goddess.

The other people in the room weren't particularly impressive. Most of them were far too pale and looked rather dull, apart from one other male with darker skin, but he looked too optimistic to be important. Well, the optimistic part could certainly be remedied very, very quickly. Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli was excellent at remedying optimism. He had to do it far too often. Well, one or two deaths - or ten or twenty - should do the trick.

"So, does anyone have a clue why the <censored> I'm here?" Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli may have hated arrogant people, but that meant in no way that he wasn't one of them.

Loki blinked at the man who just appeared out of shadows and smirked a bit, "I was getting a bit tired of people just opening doors in here..." he remarked with a chuckle. He blinked, "Ahhh... so you have the same feeling as I do about who everyone is...rather what everyone is..." he commented as the another door appeared and opened. He looked at the other one who entered, looking him over "tan skin, tall, sturdy build, Blond hair... of course. What in Helhiem is that around his eye?" he thought to himself. He shook his thoughts away as he watched the man look around at the others, "interesting.. unlike most he seems to be taking everyone in..." he thought to himself. When the man looked at him he only offered a faint smirk. "Seems more are coming..." he muttered softly. When the man spoke he shrugged, "I have no clue...though there may be clues here..." he told them as he stood up and started to carefully look at the wall behind him. He blinked as he saw a familiar marking. "Well, well..." he muttered to himself as he placed his hand on the wall and felt around it. "Seems. One of my hunches may have been right..." he stated as he closed his eyes and green flames wrapped around a the brick as the flame formed the Norse rune for his name. He watched as the brick vanished. He looked inside and pulled out a wooden box, made out of pine. He blinked as he saw the Yggdrasil mark on it. He flipped opened the lid using a slight bit of his magic to do so and found inside it.

A key.

He blinked as he picked up the key on a slim chain... it did not seem to be made of Earthly metal. "Tis seems they mean us to have a place to board..." he muttered as he picked up another scroll, "I am getting sick of these..." he muttered as he cracked the seal and read it with a groan. Loki Laufeyjarson, you and Thor are sharing a room in the Norse Dorm, you have the dorm all to yourselves, but do not try anything to foolish, for we have eyes everywhere. He looked at Thor. "Why is it always you?" he stated more to himself. He shook his head and decided he should leave the room... he was hungry. "I suggest everyone try to find their keys." he muttered. "Tis seems we a boarding with others... You can guess who I am boarding with..." he muttered.

As he was leaving he saw something glittering on one of the chairs above them in the stadium that started to actually come towards them, mainly towards Thor. “Thor! Look out!” he cried out, a fear in his heart for him… an odd and unwelcome occurrence, as he quickly drew on his fire and concentrated it to be as thin as a needle as he hit it out of the way. The object appeared to be a fragment of some unearthly metal.

Erebus breathed out weakly, exhausted and irritated to think that his immortality had been weakened to stay at this mortal institution. What more, when he heard Loki and Thor were to lodge together in a dorm of the Norse, he gritted his teeth in anger. As he had sat there, he had noticed his great-nephew Hades (one of the few Gods of Olympus he could stand) and a throne set aside for his least favorite great-great-nephew, Apollo. Erebus may have not interacted with his nephews but from his visits to Earth, he was constantly reminded of his Olympic family. The terrible bright lights, the endless crowds of people, and all of the NOISE. 

Erebus like many of the other primordial gods existed unhindered and free to act as long as it did not go against the 'rulers'. Most of the primordial gods and goddess were the embodiments of the universe, avatars of existence. Erebus was the 'avatar' of darkness, so his freedom was uncontested, but if he was to go against the current rulers, he would risk being imprisioned to his embodiment. His sister Gaia, the 'avatar' of the Earth and mother of the titans, was imprisoned to her embodiment, trapping her within herself, in a form of stasis. Erebus believed his sister to be a fool but it was truly the fault of the Olympians, after all they were her grandchildren. Erebus had no attachment to existing freely really, he still lived in constant agony and anger, but if he was imprisioned he would truly be alone. While Erebus likes to be left alone and have alone time, he did not like the idea of being forced alone. It would be like the murder of his wife all again.,

Erebus closed his eyes, focusing upon the key he was suppose to find to try and ease the rage and anguish from his thoughts family. He began to think, "A key for the Greek dorm. A key..." Suddenly his eyes busted open and spoke softly to himself. "The Greek Key."

The Greek Key, also known as the Greek Fret or Greek Line, is a decorative border constructed from a continuous line, shaped into a repeated motif. It is also known as a 'meander' or 'meandros' from the Greek God of the winding river, Maíandros.
 

Erebus spoke softly "Shadow, find the meandros." Erebus's shadow faded into the room around them, melding with the other shadows. It was but a few moments later, when Erebus's shadow reformed three dimensionally beside him. Like a shadowy specter it did not speak but simply raised its left arm, pointing a dark smokey like finger. Erebus rose from his chair, calmly and slowly walking for where his Shadow had gestured. 

Against the wall, down on the floor was a solid stone base molding, that circled the room. It had no designs on it, except for one small square with the Greek Key engraved in it. Erebus reached down to the design, casting a shadow over it. The moment his hand touched the shadow on the base molding, his hand passed through the shadow and inside the wall. 

Erebus slowly pulled away from the wall, a key and scroll in hand, thinking to himself. "The sooner to begin, the sooner to finish."

Loki looked about as stunned as Thor. “why in Asgard did I just save him! Twas a foolish thing to do! That shard of metal could have killed him for me…” he thought to himself before shaking his head. “than again that is no fun. T’would have served the purpose I have wanted to happen to him, but it wouldn’t have been me who did it. Yes that probably is it… it would not have been me who did the deed…” he thought to himself, denying the fact that it was because he had actually worried about the boorish oaf.
He blinked out of his train of thought, “Hmmm? Oh yes of course…” he muttered softly, “But then I shall be finding the dining hall… I have not eaten in ages…” he muttered as he went to the wall he came from. “Shall I meet you in the room of candles, or shall we both go out this way Thor? Or out your door?” he asked him, his voice sounding a bit out of it. He rubbed his head behind his pointer finger and thumb. “Oh, a warning to the others, I would suggest not checking that shard of metal, I do not recognize it… and it could be harmful to us. Until we find out more of what it is we should be wary.” He commented almost as a passing thought. “I hope there is mead… or some alcohol.”

Lux looked up at the girl with a start, giving her a quick once over before relaxing a bit. "Well I haven't ran into anyone else but you yet." She tilted her head a bit looking at her "Is that a Greek tinge to your voice? I've always wanted to go." She laughed a her self, "sorry kinda rude I'm Lux." She sat her book down putting it next to her. "I've heard a group talking butjust the muffled sound of voices but I kinda just zoned them out for a while." She glanced at the door as a man walked in "Well it looks like we aren't the only ones after all." She arched a brow as the guy walked in carrying a wooden sword, before three other guys walked in with him. Lux picked her book back up expecting the other girl to get up and go talk to them instead.

(if i moved anyone that didn't want to be i will edit)