Mayan City

"Lima!" Snaped a shrill, female voice. "I told you not to eat the sacrafices! What are you thinking?"

A pale hand tore at the skin of a disembodied arm, the other shoving the flesh into the man's mouth. "Well, I have many reasons." Mumbled the rather dark, twisted voice of Lima. "One, human meat makes others stronger than say, cow or dog. Two, those fools need to believe their almighty 'Gods' are taking their sacrafices, or they might be suspicious. Three, it tastes great. Four," Lima inturrpted himself by chomping down on the index finger. "why waste every part if we all just need is the heart? And finally," Lima's eyes grew bloodshot, a creepy smile spread across his face, sharp teeth showing all across. "it's fucking fantastic!" Screamed Lima, voice echoing throughout the forest as he threw his arms up in the air from atop the Mayan Pyramid where the colloseum resided. Now finished with the arm, he tossed the bone to his side where piles of them lay.

"Shhhhhh! Keep your voice down. Those Mayans down there believe I'm the only person up here. If they hear you, their mind control could be disrupted!" Whispered the woman in an agressive manner. "We are working with these aliens until they have enough power to leave this God-forsaken area."

A quick chuckle came from Lima, his bloody hand patting his flat stomach, leaving an imprint. "But, Zulu... aren't you from this time? Your mind is just as powerful as these primapes are!" Another loud laugh came from Lima. He then grabbed a leg in front of him, teeth coming down on the big toe, slurping noises came as the slid the skin and muscle off the bone.

Zulu's face became somewhat crimsion, which was surprising seeing how her skin was dark already. She tossed her mask off to the side, her purple eyes staring into Lima's. "What about you? We took you in from Alcatraz?"

"That means that I was just that badass. That was the toughest prison out there, and I survived until the boss took me in." He then began to wipe his bloody hands on a stone seat. "Oh, I almost forgot." He bent over and picked up the heart that lay on the ground. He walked into the center of the arena and stomped on the ground. After a few seconds, an ancient looking stone elevator came up and he steped inside. "Now, don't you have a show to do?"

The elevator went as quickly as it came. Zulu looked around here and shuddered. The bones of men, women, and children lined the arena's peremiter, and she hated that. She bent down and picked up her mask. She then walked over to the top of the staircase, carefully placed her mask on her head, grabbed her staff leaning on the side, and stepped out into the schorching sun.

Suddenly, her ears perked, eyes widening underneath her mask. "We aren't supposed to have renforcements. That must mean..." Zulu then thrust her staff into the air, and a black firery shot came off it. It traveled a couple hundred feet into the air, then shot off in several different directions.

Mayan civilians looked into the sky, the black aura obviously telling them what to do. The women and children ran inside the homes while the men grabbed spears. These spears though were the kind that shot beams that can burn holes through wood. They did not make them, but rather the aliens provided them as a gift so they could protect them until they left. The aliens goals may have changed though...