Mexico's journey

The Aztecs

A/n; Bold is them speaking in Mayan
 
  Mexico's p.o.v

All I remember is waking up on the cold hard ground, my eyes not used to the sun took a while to adjust to my surroundings.  I remember the outlined silhouettes of people looking over me.
" Do you think she is a god?"

"Perhaps, for all we know she could be part of the Inca's

"Your highness!" A young boy, no older than 12; in modern times, yelled for the "gods" attention. "We have just gotten word that the girl was sent from the gods to represent our empire!" The boy then proceeded to pass out. The two grown men in the room looked at the small sleeping girl. No way she could she be a whole empire. Could she? The ruler was interupted by a cough in the back of the room. "Uh your highness, what do we do about the kid?" ....

"Just sweep him under the carpet, we need a sacrifice later anyways."

A/n, The leader of the Aztecs was such a jerk, he walked around pretending he was a god, in fact when subjects came to visit him they had to wear potato sacks on top of their clothes so he could look extra great.