Zor's Story

Deep within an older Spiral of the Milky Way galaxy there layed a planet very similar to that of Earth. Same continental lay out and everything... However, there was one thing that differed.... There were no lights filling the cities in the night.... None... Well Probably because this version of earth was on the rather primitive side... It seemed to be... Stuck? in a particular time frame... An ancient time frame. On that planet was a Warrior named Zor... An esteemed Jaguar warrior for the Ancient Aztec Empire! Er... wel... Not so ancient to him.

Anyways! Itseemed that it was about to rain within the jungles of Mesoamerica, Zor and his younger brother were in the woods and he was teaching the younger to hunt, normally this would have been the father's job but he was dead. "Now... Nokote... Listen to me..." He spoke in Aztec to his brother. "When you are hunting, you must be wary of your surroundings. Do not allow a serpent or jungle cat to sneak up on you... Then you will become the prey... Do you understand me?" He instructed.

"Yes brother..." the younger said as he saw a wild hog and pulled an arrow and pulled the string.

"Wait.... Wait...." Zor said as his the hog slowly turned. "Now!" And the brother released the arrow, sending it right into the beast's eye and piercing the bone into it's brain. A clean kill...

Deep within an older Spiral of the Milky Way galaxy there layed a planet very similar to that of Earth. Same continental lay out and everything... However, there was one thing that differed.... There were no lights filling the cities in the night.... None... Well Probably because this version of earth was on the rather primitive side... It seemed to be... Stuck? in a particular time frame... An ancient time frame. On that planet was a Warrior named Zor... An esteemed Jaguar warrior for the Ancient Aztec Empire! Er... wel... Not so ancient to him.

Anyways! Itseemed that it was about to rain within the jungles of Mesoamerica, Zor and his younger brother were in the woods and he was teaching the younger to hunt, normally this would have been the father's job but he was dead. "Now... Nokote... Listen to me..." He spoke in Aztec to his brother. "When you are hunting, you must be wary of your surroundings. Do not allow a serpent or jungle cat to sneak up on you... Then you will become the prey... Do you understand me?" He instructed.

"Yes brother..." the younger said as he saw a wild hog and pulled an arrow and pulled the string.

"Wait.... Wait...." Zor said as his the hog slowly turned. "Now!" And the brother released the arrow, sending it right into the beast's eye and piercing the bone into it's brain. A clean kill...

"Nokote get back to the city!" The Elder shouted as the birds began to shout. As for the other he simply grabbed the boar and dragged it out of the rain and placed a blanket over it so he could find it later. He was going to find out what that was. The Warrior slowly removed his Saw-tooth Jaguar sword and ran through the jungle in search of this... creature. However when he came across the dust and plume of smoke he saw a long figure and could only stare at it with awe...

let out a light gasp as he saw the Lamia female... Of course to him... This was a sign from the gods. He immediately fell to his knees, lowered his head and held his hands out palms facing the female. "Ti....Tikio Ma-manaka Quetzucoatl.." He said rather shakily in the Aztec language... To him. This woman was a sort of goddess... She was the daughter of the Serpent god Quetzucoatle. The Creator and Destroyer... And he didn't want to be disrespectful. He simply waited for the woman to address him and command him as she pleased. For since he was the first human that she has seen... He must serve her... Such is his way.

Zor *

The Aztec slowly lifted his head, but when his eyes met hers... He quicly looked back down as to show that he was not worthy. The position he was taking was very... Submissive, at the least. He had humbled himself before the woman... and she did not command him yet. THis was most strange. Usually he would have been told to stand by now. Once again he slowly tilted his head back upwards to see the female however this time he would not look her in the eyes, his gaze stayed below the eyes... staring at her nose, mouth neck, anything but the eyes.

The Aztec looked to the female and slowly rose to his feet and made his way over to her, slowly and gently humming a little Aztec lulliby to calm her down. Of course there was no garantee this would work but if it did he would have gently grabbed her hand and stroked it to show her that he was not going to harm her. Since there was a bit of a language barrier between them he had to get creative with communicating with this female.. "sssshhh... It's okay..." he said in Aztec and put her hand on his face and smiled.

As he saw the woman start to cry or panic even more he began to think and then he snapped and put her hand on his chest to feel his heart beat. "Zor..." he spoke his name as a crude attempt at inroducing himself. He honestly did not want to hurt her... Infact... He was going to take her back to the city, where they will rejoice to see that their god Quetzucoatl has sent them a gift. When he said his name he put a hand on her chest, though not touching her breasts just over her heart and waited for her to say her name. "Zooooorrrrr..." he enunciated and held her hand over his heart still.

saw that she felt uncomfortable and sighed. He let go of her and pointed to himself. "Zor." he said once more and sigh... If only he had a way to speak to her... Wait... Perhaps the priest could do some sort of knowledge transference back at the city? Or not... It was worth a shot though.. "er... Zor... Uh... g-..go?" He spoke, that was the extent of his english. He then pointed to himself, said his own name, then pointed to her and spoke the word 'go'. He wanted to get back to the city to see if it would work... and then the celebration would begin!

"Eh...." He wasn't sure what she was asking him, but he shook his head no. He then pointed to himself... then to Roulsa. "Zor, Roulsa... Go..." he said and pointed off into the woods, to a trail not too far from where they were standing. It's sad that 'go' was the only english word he knew. It was too bad that many years ago that his people had to kill those settlers... They were causing more problems than what they were worth. His eyes almost seemed to be pleading with her as he tried to communicate, that they needed to go, to leave, to return back to the city.

simply sighed and facepalmed. He grabbed her hand and pulled her hand to lead her to the trail so that he might lead her to the City. He would be muttering something in Aztec about how thick headed this woman was. On the way to the city they seemed to pass a boar... the same boar that his brother had killed... He would send him back out to retrieve it later. "Zor, Roulsa go Tenochtitlan." He spoke and looked back at her with a kind hearted smile. He hoped she understood what he meant... Being that he was taking her to the city.

BY the time they had reached the gates of the massive stone wall that surrounded the city He had become slightly frustrated with trying to communicate with her... Either he was going to have to learn her language, or she was going to have to learn his... JUST so there wouldn't be a language barrier. As the large solid gold doors slowly began to open and he led her into the streets.... almost immediately the people of the city fell to their knees and took the same position he had done when he had first seen her.

Zor simply sighed and facepalmed. He grabbed her hand and pulled her hand to lead her to the trail so that he might lead her to the City. He would be muttering something in Aztec about how thick headed this woman was. On the way to the city they seemed to pass a boar... the same boar that his brother had killed... He would send him back out to retrieve it later. "Zor, Roulsa go Tenochtitlan." He spoke and looked back at her with a kind hearted smile. He hoped she understood what he meant... Being that he was taking her to the city.

BY the time they had reached the gates of the massive stone wall that surrounded the city He had become slightly frustrated with trying to communicate with her... Either he was going to have to learn her language, or she was going to have to learn his... JUST so there wouldn't be a language barrier. As the large solid gold doors slowly began to open and he led her into the streets.... almost immediately the people of the city fell to their knees and took the same position he had done when he had first seen her.

The Aztech sighed as he heard her begin to panic. Geesh... What was with her? He wasn't going to hurt her. As they proceeded further into the stone city, passing all sorts of stone buildings, pyramids here and there, stores, houses, even the streets were made of stone. The warrior then led her to one building in particular and pushed the door open. "Priest... I have a suprise for you!" He said as he opened the door and pulled the female in ever so gently and shut the door behind him. "She is a child of Quetzucoatl, is she not?" he spoke in Aztec.

As they entered the stone hut, an old man wearing jaguar skins an anaconda hide loincloth, and other things, came into the room from some sort of smoke chamber. "Ah! Zor...." The priest said and looked at the man... His eyes were milky white from cataracts. He sniffed the air a couple of times and approached the Lamia. "Hmm... She is... Serpent-born. Smells of... flowers? Hmm... However she is indeed a child of Quetzucoatl." The priest said and shuffled over to a pillow and sat down on it. "I bet you are wondering what all is going on here." The priest spoke to the Lamia in English. "Oh? What's this? I know your language. haha! Yes yes I am sure you have many questions child.. please.. come sit."

Zor... Could not understand the old man when he began speaking the strange tongue of the Lamia... however he sat down near the old man and patted the pillow next to him as he looked to the female.

"Home? Why would you wish to return to your home? We have been waiting for one-thousand years for your appearance. We have been waiting a very long time for a Serpent born to appear on our doorstep. Now the prophecy has come true! And you will bring us much luck for the years to come, my dear!" The old man said and reached out a hand to her. "Please... Do not be afraid, Child of Quetzucoatl... We will not hurt you.... And for heaven's sake not Zor here... He is your humble servant. He is the one that found you?" The old man seemed to chuckle and wave his stick around.

"W-What is she saying? Priest? what is she saying??" he asked in Aztec the priest, becoming rather excited that he could sort of properly communicate with her now... However the priest would take his staff and whack Zor on the head with it. "Silence buffoon... I am speaking with her." the priest spoke back to him and then returned his attention to Rou.

"Ah.. but child... You are Serpent-born are you not? You have the qualities of the serpent? Then you are indeed a Child of the Serpent of the sky, Quetzucoatl. So do not speak such blaspemies..." the priest spoke with a chuckle and looked to Zor, who was just eager to listen to what she had to say. "You say that you wish to go home? Where is your home? how did you get here?" The old blind man asked her and leaned over to her to put a hand on hers.

Zor, however, did understand that question... The how she got here part. "She fell from the sky! The gods sent her down in a bolt of lightning!" Zor spoke in Aztec... "Abolt of lightning you say? Fell from the sky?" The priest repeated what Zor had said in english. He then stood up from his spot and motioned for the lamia to follow him. "come with me... There is something you must see, girl. Important and relevant to your being sent here." he said with a light giggle and proceeded to a door which opened up into a rather large and open temple like setting with a large carving of a statue that resembled Roulsa. Had similar attire, and a staff and everything. It was almost a spitting image of her.

"Zor come!" The priest spoke to the Jaguar and he got up and proceeded back to the statue room. "Please... Help her Grace feel better, it seems as though that she is.... Conflicted." He spoke and Zor and he put a hand on her shoulder and smiled, he then put another arm around her and hugged her and returned to the Priest's side. "This is not a dream... This statue has been here for thousands of years... Ever since the Child before you came to us. As she fell from the sky before you. And the one before her... and the one before her. Please... Listen. Open your mind child." The priest spoke to her trying to get her to calm herself.

Zor then saw that she was crying and immediately hugged her once more and held her as if he were holding something delicate. He hated it when women cried... It was possibly one of the saddest sound that he had ever heard.. but this time he would have none of it. The priest walked over to Zor and whacked him on the head again! This time, he transfered the knowledge of english into his head as he did, through some sort of magic. "Ow! What was that for you crazy old man?!" Zor exclaimed in english as he let go of the Lamia again and got into the old man's face. However... then he realized that he was speaking english. "er... Wait a minute... Never mind... carry on.." The old man laughed rather insanely... the kind of laugh that a crazy old man might do.

"Believe what you wish child... but you will bring great luck to our city of Tenochtitlan. Great luck indeed... In the mean time... perhaps I could find a way to send you back to your home Terra... Zor here will be glad to take care of you until then... he will protect you... he will help you in anyway you can.... he will feed you... and he will entertain you if you so wish." The old man said and pointed to Zor's body, and went on to mention on how perfectly chiseled he was. "He is possibly the finest specimen for a Jaguar warrior." Zor kindof turned red when the old man was pointing to his muscles and pointing out the perfections and flaws... eh everyone had them.

"Roulsa... Please... Do not cry... I know I am not your mother... but... I am here for you. Shall I take you to the place where you will be staying now? Do not leave... It is safer for you in the city, than out in the jungle.." He said pointing out the obvious, because the writer was running out of things to say for this post.

"Well I do not know what this... yo-kai is... but... I know that you are special miss Roulsa... Now please... Cease this crying... Come. I shall take you to your bed so you can nap and feel better? I know this must be overwhelming for you? But... Please bear with us.... I will gladly feed you and take care of you miss... It would be an honor." Zor said and grabbed the Lamia's hand, this time in a more gentle way, this time he interlocked the fingers gently. "Come... Let's go." he said and led her out of the temple and into the streets once more and began walking, the various people in the streets, children workers, warriors, hunters, and traders, all of them seemed to stare at the Lamia as she passed by, though it wasnt the insulting kind of stare it was the... sort of stare you get when you see a friend or you see some one you like.

"Her grace wishes for you to stop staring and carry about your business!" he spoke in aztec and the others quickly went about their business and acted as though she weren't even there. "Here... no more staring." He said and continued onward to an open stone structure with a rather long curtain surrounding the perimiter and ontop of the curtain was a stone roof to keep rain from pouring in. Of course... he would have taken her to one of the temples atop the pyramids to stay... but seeing asthough she didn't have legs... it would have been rather difficult for her to climb all of those stairs. "Here we are." Zor said and brushed back the curtain... inside it seemed almost like a paradise within the jungle and the city on it's own. There were blankets and pillows and stuffed animals and things everywhere... paistries on plates, fruitbowls, everything that one could ask for in this little tentlike structure. "Here you are... WOuld you like me to leave so that you could get situated?"

"Then I shall stay." Zor said with a smile and closed the curtain. He slowly paced over to a large gathering of pillows and blankets and sat down onto it and looked at the female, though he didn't stare. "He stretched his arms high above his head and got into a relaxed position as he sat on the pillows and waited for the Lamia to say something else. "Please... If there is anything I can do for you... DO not hesitate to ask... You are not a burden if you still think yourself to be. I will gladly do whatever it is you wish." He said with pride and happiness towards the female.