Disclaimer: Sailor Moon is a (c) by Naoko Takeuchi, Kodansha, TOEI Animation, TV Asahi, DiC & others. In Mexico, its rights have been granted to Ban-Dai, TV Azteca, Editorial Toukan, Intertrack de México, Editorial Navarrete (Perú), Editorial Vid, Anime Comarex, Industrias Kay & others. Yaocihuatl Coyolxauhqui and any other characters and happenings originally developed in this fanfic, are an intelectual property by me, Mahtlactli Atl. Please, don't use them without an autorization in advance. Even when placed at real geographical zones, specific places, happenings and character presented here are pure creation of author's imagination. Any resemblance with real persons or happenings is due to casuality. This chapter is respectfully dedicated to the memory of Mr. Francisco Gabilondo Soler, better known as "Cri-Cri", one of the greatest mexican children's song composers. Milagros had a very pleasant night that day. She couldn't even remember if she had dreams at all. Mrs. Tuchmetztli: (Shaking Milagros' shoulder) Sweetheart, it's seven o'clock!, time. You'll be late for school. Milagros: Yaaawwwwnnn!... I'm... I'm coming, mom... Mother: Hurry up, dear. Don't be late! Milagros: (muffling again in her bed) That's strange this time she didn't trip... (Opens her eyes really big) This time she didn't...??? She sits on her bed, and cannot believe what she looks. Milagros: Where's my room??!!! =========================================== Yaocihuatl Coyolxauhqui's Codex. Amoxtli Ce: The Long Way to Redemption. Amatl Mahtlactli (Chapter 10): Educating Purita. By: Mahtlactli Atl. ============================================ Milagros: MMOOMMM!! Mother: (Smiling at her daughter's stare) Yes, sweetheart? Milagros: What happened here? BOth of them looked at the room, and it looked amazingly ordered and clean. Mother: Do you like it? Purita insisted to make it before you wake up. I just told her where to put each thing. Milagros: (Slowly rising form the bed) Where are my dancing skirts? Mother: In the second case of your closet, where they should be. Milagros: And my books for today's classes? Mother: On the shelf over your desk, where they should be. Milagros: And my Hausteca region dancing dress? Mother: Hanging in your closet, where... Milagros: (Blushing) "Where it should be". Thanks, mom. And where's Purita? Mother: Yesterday she preferred to sleep in the attic. Your father helped her to fix it. But you'll be late. Go take a shower. (She goes out, but then stops at the door) Your father will go with Purita to take her last things left at her old home. Do you want to go with them? Milagros: Of course! Thank you, mom. Smiling, the woman left the room. Tameme: Holy Gods! No Cihuanton Purita is a magician, that's for sure! Milagros took her costumary freight, and couldn't help to drop some things from her boudoir. Milagros: (Sweatdropping and covering her chest with a hand) D-damn dog! You frightened me again! Tameme: Hhhmmmmm! I just cannot miss something like this. After that humilliation when I got caught in that bedsheet... Milagros: It was a table-cloth! Tameme: Whatever. Anyway, after that ridicule, I want to know how it feels to... AH-AAH-AAAAAAAHHHHHH! Tameme obviously, never guessed the floor could be SO clean, because his legs slipped and he felt heavily over his stomach. Mily tried to contain her laughs a bit, but soon let them out. Tameme just sweatdropped, and a vein inflated in his head. Shout: GET OUT OF HERE!!! Milagros: It's Servando! She rushed outside, and when she looked, her mother was holding her brother. She ran to hug Purita, who was sitted on the floor of the corridor. Mother: What's happening to you?! Servando: (In rage) I won't the new "gata"* of my sister to take her nose into my room. [*"Gata" (Kitten) is a very despective way to call a domestic maid]. Mother: Cut it out, Servando! She's not a "gata" and she's not your sister's employee. She works for YOUR FATHER AND ME! Is that clear? Servando: Oh, really? Well, I'll not allow anybody else to touch any of my things, just you and I!! Really upset, Mrs. Tuchmetztli slapped Servando's face. Mother: Listen very well to me, Servando, and make it perfectly clear! In this house just your father and myself can give orders! And of we both want Purita to make up your room, she will do it, if you like it or not!! Servando was almost out of control, and just took a bullfighting "muleta" (a red-cloth). Servando: I better go to practice! (He passes next to where Milagros was hugging Purita, and gave them a terrifying look. He spoke to Purita, hissing like a snake) Just keep your nails out of my room, for your own welfare... Mother: Servando! We haven't finished! Servando!! But Servando rushed downstairs and out of the house, slamming the door. Purita got apart from Milagros, and ran away to the attic. Milagros: Purita, wait! Mother: Wait! We better leave her alone for a while. I'll talk to her later. You better get hurry, or you'll be late for school. Milagros tried to say something else, but decided not to give her mother another disgust. Milagros: OK, mom... At her recess, Milagros went to hide behind her favorite tree. She hadn't talk to nobody, Tameme included. Malinalli: May I join you? Milagros looked up, and she found her friend Malinalli. It was curious that, for a time, she was trying to cheer up Milagros, and not the opposite. Malinalli: You're looking very upset all day long. Something's wrong? Milagros: No. It's just men can be so dumb... Malinalli: Come on, is not good to generalize! Tell me what happened. Milagros told her, and when she finished, Malinalli was looking almost as angry as her. Malinalli: What the hell has your brother in his head?!! Milagros: (Holding her chin between her hands) I don't know. I'm almost never able to understand "Capea", but this time he really went too far. Lola: Hi, girls! Something's wrong? In a low mood, both girls looked up to find Dolores. They invited her to join, and told her what happened. Dolores: So, you have a new "servant" at home? Milagros: Don't use that word, please! Servando makes it sound so disgusting... Dolores: (Blushing) Well... it's hard for me... but, well. I'm not agree, of course not!... but it's just... well, it's just... I guess I passed through the same things... about Malinalli... Malinali: What? Dolores: (Ovoiding her look) I don't know, it's just... I don't know... I guess, when you came here... well... more than your handicap... I guess I was upset by the fact you had something to attract attention. Well... I guess I was so stupid, feeling "Miss Quarterback", that, well... I guess I was jealous, or something... Malinalli: That's true. It sounds stupid, but it can be true. Dolores: Yes, it is. (She looks back to Malinalli. Both of them are sitted at opposite sides of Milagros). But, you know what? Since I changed about you, I'm feeling a lot better. You know... (smiles) I even feel I play better (She offers her right hand) Thank you. Malinalli: (Blushing and offering her right stump back) Thanks to you. Milagros looked at their greet, and sighed heavily. Milagros: Sigh! I'm happy for you both, but this doesn't helps me or Purita. How can I stop my brother of being so rude with her? Dolores: (Sighing herself) Well, I'm afraid none of us can do much about that. Milagros: (Sweatdropping) Oh, no! Don't tell me that! Malinalli: (Now she places her chin over her stumps) I'm afraid she's right. That's something only your brother can do. I don't think even Purita can do something about it. Milagros: That's terrible! I know how disgusting Servando can be, and I'm afraid a girl as fragile as Purita will not be able to handle him. Malinalli: I don't know, but I'm feeling Purita can be stronger than we all think about her. Milagros: You think so? Dolores: By the way, how you both meet her? Both Milagros and Malinalli sweatdropped. Malinalli: Well... My uncle already knew her! You know, work relationships...! Milagros: Yes, yes! Also, my mother was needing some help at home... Dolores: With you? Milagros big sweatdrop turn into three little ones. Dolores: Come on, I was just kidding! But I know how you use to have your bag. (The bell sounds, indicating the end of recess). Well, I guess it will be better for all of us to go back to our classes. That day, Milagros had the fortune that her last hour's teacher reported sick, so she went back home before her flag football practice. On a hunch, she went to the attic, where she heard a guitar playing. Purita was playing a waltz rythm children's song, and began singing. It was a sad song Milagros had heard a thousand times, but never as Purita sang it. She did it with that feeling only those who have "lived inside the song" were able to achieve. Purita: "Muñequita, le dijo el ratón, (Little doll, the mouse said to her,) ya no llores, tontita, no tienes razón. (Stop crying, my little dumb, you have no reason at all.) Tus amigos no son los del mundo (Your friends aren't those of the world) porque te olvidaron en este rincón. (Because they forgot you at this corner) Nosotros no somos así... (We are not that way...) Te quieren la escoba y el recogedor, (You are loved by the bloom and the dust-gatherer,) Te quiere el plumero y el sacudidor, (You are loved by the feather-duster and the cleaning cloth,) Te quieren la araña y el viejo veliz, (You are loved by the spider and the old handbag,) También yo te quiero y te quiero feliz. (And I love you too, and I love you being happy.) (Song "La muñeca fea" (The Ugly Doll). Lyrics by Francisco G. Soler) Tameme: Purita sings really beautiful, No cihuanton. Don't you think so? Milagros: Yes. I guess I'll talk to her. Tameme: Do it. I'll wait downstairs to go with you for practice. Only then, Milagros decided to knock shyly to the door. Purita: (Opening the door) Yes, madam? Milagros! Milagros: Can I come in? Purita opened more to let her in, and Milagros felt really surprised noticing the attic was made up, almost the same way than the room where Purita used to live, she choosed to say nothing, afraid of hurting her. Milagros: You know? I've heard a lot of times "The Ugly Doll", but you sing it really beautiful. Purita: (Sitting over a blanket she had over the floor9 Thank you. Mr. Ticho sang it to me a lot of times, as a lullaby. Milagros: Mr. Ticho... (She took the photograph of Purita and the older man) Is this man? Purita affirmed with her head. Milagros: Is he your father? Purita denied. Milagros: Is he a relative of yours? Purita: No. He was just Mr. Ticho. Milagros: Was? I'm sorry... Purita: Never mind. I guess he already knew it... Milagros: Look. I'm really sorry about my brother's conduct. He's a complete dumb! If you want, I can... Purita: NO! Milagros felt in shock with Purita's reaction. She arised and knelt in front of a little shelf where she arranged an small alter for her Guadalupe's Virgin figure. Purita: (Clutching her rosary in her hands and in fornt of her face, like when Milagros met her at the downtown's alley) If you really want to help me, please don't do nothing that may risk your family. Milagros: But he was unfair! Purita: (Clenching strongly her hands) Don't worry about it. I'll never go into his room again, that's all! Milagros: But he'll not be satisfied with it... Purita: (Clenching her eyes) I SAID DON'T WORRY!! Nilagros sitted on the blanket, surprised by Purita's reaction, who began to cry at the same position. Purita: (Crying harder with each phrase) My mother left with no goodbyes, Mr. Ticho left with no goodbyes, I ran away without a goodbye! I want no more runaways, please!! (Still knelt and grabbing her rosary, she placed her forehead on the floor). Milagros thought about leaving silently, but right when she grabbed the handle, she reminded Purita's words, and choosed not to. She sitted on the floor, in front of the door. Milagros: I'll never do such thing to you, I promise. Can I be with you a little? Purita just affirmed, and began to chant the Psalm #141. Purita: "Lord, I cry unto thee; make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee..." A few minutes later, when both felt better, Milagros convinced Purita to go with her to the practice. Joined by Tameme, they went to the training field. Milagros: Purita, can I ask you something? Purita: Of course, Miss Milagros! Milagros: (Smiling) Come on, don't call me "Miss Milagros"! Just remember you are not my employee, we both are friends. Purita turned to look at her. Milagros: Trust me. I would like that you call me Mily. All of my friends do it. Purita: I'm not. It sound too "foreign". Milagros: Foreign? Well, then just call me Milagros. Purita: OK. What were you about to ask me, Mis... I mean, Milagros. Milagros: That thing you said about the churhc when my parents hired you, was it true? Purita: Of course it's true! Mr. Ticho was a real mess, and wasn't religious at all. For a moment, Milagros was tempted to ask more about the orphanage, but preferred to start about Mr. Ticho. Milagros: It seems you really liked that Mr. Ticho. Purita: Of course! He taught me my little knowledge on music. Besides, he took care of me when I ran away of the church. For a moment, Milagros turned pale. Milagros: You scaped out of the church? Why?? Purita: (Lifting her shoulders and looking to the ground, obviously in shame) I don't know... I guess I began to fall in love with a bad guy... Milagros felt betterm and choosed not to ask anything else. She just placed a hand over Purita's shoulder. Purita: Thank you, Milagros. Tameme stood back silently, and smiled tenderly to the scene. The group arrived to the football field, and they found the practice hadn't started yet. Miss Domínguez was at the field's entrance, and welcomed Milagros. Bertha: Hello, Milagros! Can I speak to you a bit? Milagros: Hello, coach. Look, here's my new friend, Purita. She arrived to my home yesterday, and she will come with me for a few sessions. The coach extended her hand to Purita. Bertha: Nice to meet you, Purita. I'm coach Bertha Domínguez. When Purita shook hands with her, had a weird feeling. Their eyes met, but Purita looked down quickly. Bertha: Something's wrong? (slowly, she lifted Purita's face) Come on, you are with friends! Don't feel ashamed. Purita: No, it's not like that. It's... just... I don't know what... Bertha: Never mind. I know "Tuca" can be overwhelming sometimes. Milagros: (Sweatdropping) Coach! It took me a lot to avoid Purita to learn that nickname! Purita looked at her, and smiled. Purita: Just don't call me "Dirty Face", and we're even. Ok? Milagros: It's a deal. What do you want to tell me, coach? Bertha: That's true! Mily, I want to know if you have any trouble coming to an special hour of practice each friday. I want to add some special plays in our game plan. Just think about it, and if you're agree, ask for permission to your parents. Will you? Milagros: I'll do, coach! Thank you! Bertha: (Smiling) I'll see you on field. While Bertha walked to midfield, Milagros lead Purita to the gallery, where they found... Milagros: Holy! Once again you around here! Donají: Hi! I see you have a new friend. Milagros: Yeah! This is my friend Purita. Donají: I'm Donají De la Paz. I'm glad to mmet you. When Purita took Donají's hand, she felt the same than with coach Domínguez, but just the same, she was unable to define what it was. Purita: Pu-Purificación De la Cruz. My pleasure. Donají: Purificación? It's a quite original name. Purita: You see? That's why I prefer to be known as Purita. Donají: As you wish... Purita. Milagros: Please, take care of her. See you later! And Milagros went quickly to the field, where she found Dolores, and both girls began to chat in a really high mood. At the end of practice, the girls met the coaches for the final speech. Manuel had been too serious since the first practice after the "massacre", but that day he seemed particularly low. Manuel: Well, girls... First of all, I want you to know that I'm really thankful with all of you who have resisted in the team. Bertha and I knew the risk we took when accepted that game, and we feel more obligated with each and all of you for it. (Susana lifted her hand) Yes, Susa? Susana: It's just me, or all of this sounds like a goodbye? Everybody stood silent for a few moments. Manuel: No, of course not... at least not yet... Another Player: What do you mean with "not yet"? What's this all about? Manuel: Well, Lilia, I'm gonna be straight honest with you all. The club's council is very angry for the team's loss, and by the fact we used different names and colors... Milagros: But they forbbiden us to use them! Manuel: We know, "Tuca" but, well, there are some opinions... Dolores: "Cuevas' Opinions"? Manuel: No names. I'll just say some people wants to deny us the field access. All of the girls: WHAT??? Manuel: Just that, girls. I'm afraid a part of the club wants to use our defeat to split the female team. Dolores: (Standing indignated) And what about you, Manuel? Manuel: Well. I'm with you, but... well... Coach Cuevas don't likes it. Dolores: (Almost crying in anger) JUST SAY IT! HE DARE TO MENACE YOU?? Manuel: (Sweatdropping) Not really, but he has become too demanding, and recently he insinuated me about choosing between playing and coaching... Milagros: What? You mean he'll forbid you to play if you insist to coach us? Bertha: Excuse me. He meant "if you coach" or "if you coach THE GIRLS"? Dolores: That's true! He also moved you out of the kids' team? Manuel: (Blowing his whistle to try to cool things down) Easy! Take it easy, girls! We are not talking about kids. The problem, right now, it's just about this team. Dolores began to walk to the clubhouse, and Manuel had to ran to stop her. Manuel: Hey! Lola, wait! Where are you going? Dolores: (Completely in rage) he'll hear me!! That old fool will hear me!!! Bertha: Come back and sit down!! Manuel and Dolores, and all of the team in fact, looked amazed to Bertha. Bertha: (Softening her voice) Come on, come back here, and let me talk. Dolores goes back her place. Bertha: Girls, I want you all to have two things perfectly clear. The first one, is that we must recall Manuel is doing a really big effort for all of us. He is the one in the middle of the heat, and the fairest thing we can do to thank him is to offer our support. All of the girls applauded him, and Manuel felt really grateful for it. Bertha: (Lifting her voice to stop the applause) And the second one...! (the girls get quiet) The second one, girls, and the most important for all of you to be convinced, is that this team is NOT a playground! Many girls looked confused to her. Bertha: Yes, girls! If the deny us to pratice here, we'll go to a public park, to a hill, or wherever we can! They have the right to missallow us to be here, to use their name or colors; but to play what we want to play, they cannot forbid it to us! All of the girls cheered up. Bertha: So, Manuel, don't you worry about us. If you have to leave we will understand perfectly. Manuel: Well, I took a chance, indeed. (A lot of girls await for his words) Thanks to Mr. García, we have two months to show a real progress in our performance. So, Bertha and myself will have to intensify our practices and to arrange more games. Bertha: Besides, we'll have to practice some special plays, and all of you will have to learn to play offense and defense. Susana: What? Bertha: Just that, Suza. Since we are too few, will be necessary that anybody can enter in substitution of one or more of any other. Come on, look around! Look at each other, come on! The girls did it, and after a few moments the understood what Bertha meant about. Bertha: Tell me after looking to your teammates, those who are still here after that 55-0, tell me: Are you all ready to do it? Milagros & Dolores: (Jumping up from their places) Yes, coach! Bertha: And what about the others?! All of the others (jumping too): YES, COACH!!! Bertha: Great! Then, we'll wait for you all tomorrow at the same time! Come on, everybody here! Come over here! (Bertha raised her right hand and all of the girls touched it) ONE, TWO, THREE.... Team: ...CELESTES!!! After that, the girls went to their respective homes. Purita and Milagros were walking in silence to their house. Purita: Jeez, Milagros! Must be great to play with a team. Milagros: Have you never played anything? Purita: Sometimes I played dunkyard games with the boys of my building, but must be better to play for a well-done team, no? Milagros: I guess so- Hey! Can you help my to practice after sessions? Purita: Well, I don't know too much about that thing you play, and I was never too good to throw or kick things... Milagros: You just help me, and I teach you. OK? Purita: (Blushing and kissing her rosary) I'll do my best, Milagros. Milagros: Thank you. They kept walking, and an ice-popcicles dealer came to them. Dealer: Icy-cicles! Icy-cicles! Lemon, Tamarind and Strawberry Ice-cicles! Milagros: (Smiling to Purita) Come with me, I'll invite you an Ice-cicle! (Walking to the Dealer) Which flavours do you have? Dealer: (Smiling) I've got of lemon, tamarind, pineapple... strawberry and guava-fruit. Milagros: Which flavour do you want yours? Purita: Lemon will be fine. Milagros: Strawberry for me, please. Dealer: (Taking out the Icy ones form his cart) Here you are... one of lemon... and another of strawberry. Four pesos, please! Milagros: (paying him) Here you are, Sir. Dealer: God bless you, madam. Purita: Amen. Dealer: (Walking away) Ice-cicles! Ice-cicles!!! Purita: (Tasting her cicle) It's great! Thank you, Milagros! Milagros: You're welcome. Purita suddenly stopped. Milagros: What's happening? Purita: Something's gonna happen. I don't know what, but something's gonna happen. Milagros: But wha...? Oh, my God! Purita looked to the where Milagros was, and they saw a red light flying next to them. It flew very near of their heads, and smashed right on the ice-cicles dealer. Purita: (Blessing herself) Holy Jesus! Milagros: Oh, my God! Tameme: No Cihuanton! Over here! The girls found that Tameme was shouting at them from a group of trees. They immediately ran to him. Milagros: (Reaching the woods) Why to attack a humble Ice-cicles dealer? Tameme: (Exasperated) And what I know? Make up immediately! But girls were agree, and took out their respective jewelrs. Milagros was the first one to transform. Milagros: TO NANTZIN METZTLI, OLLIN!! After her transformation sequence, Purita followed. Purita: TO NANTZIN YOLLOXOCHITL, OLLIN!! Now we can see her transformation sequence. After her lifted Nahuiollin covers her silhouette with light, she turns 90 degrees, grabbing the jewerl by its sides. The she lowers while closing her eyes and kneeling, and places it over her nose. Then the light intensifies and her fuku starts to be formed, while the "camera" makes a full turn. When it reaches here front again, she arises, places the nahuiollin at its place and she joints her hands in front of her chin, like in a pray. The dealer was still walking, apparently normal, but he had covered his eyes with his cap, and stopped to announce his candies. Then a voice was heard. Coyolxauhqui: Hold right there! The ice-popcicles dealer remained freezed, and Coyolxauhqui shouted him from a nearby tree. Coyolxauhqui: We know you took that poor man, whose only blame is to help us to sweetly overcome the heat. I'm Sailor Coyolxauhqui, and to reach my redemption and protect the Macuiltonatiuh, I'll stop you! The dealer remained freezed. Coyolxauhqui: (With a vein inflated and steam flying over her head) Hey! At least you can show me some respect when I talk to you! Then the old man turned to her, and slowly opened his red eyes, while he offered a sarcastical smile which really worried Coyolxauhqui. Coyolxauhqui: (Sweatdropping and moving her hand to ask for calm) Come on! Don't take it so hardly! Dealer: (Slowly opening the door of his cart, without moving her look apart of Coyolxauhqui) Are you so worried about a damn "Macehual"? (Takes out an Ice- cicle, looks at it and then back to Coyolxauhqui) Do you like the "Ice" this man sells? Take one! The man sent furiously an Ice-cicle over her, but a gloved hand intercepted it. A Sailor a smaller and thinner than the first one, with red and brown colors on her dress, had done it. After that, she jumped to the ground, grabbing the ice candy in her hand. Tlazolteotl: Why do you do this to that man? If your mission is to attack us, then do it, but stay away from innocent people. I'm Yaocihuatl Coyolxauhqui, Warrior of Confession and Forgiveness, and I beg you to stop, please. After a moment of seriousness, the possesed man offered to Tlazolteotl his "trademarked" smile. Dealer: Do expect me to quit, but in the other hand you're right. This macehual is only obstructing me. AAAAAAAAHHH!!! As the man shouted, the blackened heart-crystal of the dealer flew from his chest. A black could flew from it and turned into a scorpion-man. Demon: I'm Mictlacólotl, and my Lord Mictlantecuhtli commands me to destroy you both. Coyolxauhqui: (Scared) Uuuuyyy! I've always been afraid of scorpions! Demon: (Keeping his smile) And just wait to see this! The Demon took his long tail, and sent a stream of poison over Coyolxauhqui. She jumped to the ground, but the liquid touched the tress' upper part, and immediately it dried completely! Coyolxauhqui got more scared with small sweatdrops flying over her head. Tlazolteotl: Why don't you try it with me? Demon: I don't know. I guess a prefer you for... THIS! The monster spinned really fast, and his tail brutally slammed Tlazolteotl. She flew until a tree stopped her. Coyolxauhqui: Tlazolteotl! Demon: Alright. Where were you and I? Male Voice: I guess you where in the line where you went back to tell your bosses they failed again. Demon: (Sweatdropping and wildly moving his head side by side) Eh? Eh? Who dares to say that??! Over the dry tree trunk, the Demon and Coyolxauhqui found the... Coyolxauhqui: Eagle Cavalier! Cavalier: I guess you should've heard Tlazolteotl and quit. She was really kind, if you ask me... The Demon send his sarcastic smile to the Cav, but he had one alike, and it really took the anger of the Demon out. Demon: No, I don't ask you, and you'll not have MY smile for a long time. Take this! (Sends his poison). Cavalier: TEO TOQUIAEHECOATL, YE! The wind attack of the Cavalier deflected the poison, but with such bad luck and a lot of drops flew over... Cavalier: Oh, No! Tlazolteotl! The warrior was trying to wake up, and obviously she would not be able to skip the liquid on time, but Coyolxauhqui covered her! Cavalier: Nnoooo!! Demon: He, he, he! Do you think that my poison will not affect her because she's a Goddess? Tlazolteotl: Coyolxauhqui! Coyolxauhqui: A-are you OK? (She tries to stand up, but she's feeling dizzy). Tlazolteotl: What have you done? Coyolxauhqui: I'm... I'm fine... Demon: Not for a long time. Cavalier: That's what you think!! Enraged, the Eagle Cavalier attacjed the Demon, smashing his tail, but not enough to cut it off. Demon: Aaaaaarrghh! You bastard!! Both began to struggle, while Tlazolteotl tried desperately to help Coyolxauhqui. Tlazolteotl: Coyolxauhqui! Coyolxauhqui!! You can't fight like this! Coyolxauhqui: (Trembling by fever and sweating cold) Hold... hold me up... Tlazolteotl: J-just... Hold me up! Will you? Tlazolteotl stood at her back, and grabbed her armpits. Coyolxauhqui tried to collect all of her remaining strenght to hold the Nahuiollin and concentrate. When the energy needed to destroy the demon was almost collected, the Cavalier and the Demon noticed what was happening. Demon: What are you doing? Tlazolteotl: Cavalier, get out!! The Cavalier slammed the Demon a last time, to keep him on that place. Then Coyolxauhqui, with a supreme effort, shouted: Coyolxauhqui: COCHIQUETZALMETZTLI, AXCAN! Demon: It can't beeeeee...!! En the middle of that shout the Demon vanished, then the knees of Coyolxauhqui bent, and she and Tlazolteotl felt to the ground. Cavalier: Coyolxauhqui! Coyolxauhqui!! Tameme: No cihuanton! Tlazolteotl: (Touching her forehead, and blessing herself) My God, she's blowing in fever! Tameme: You must help her, no Cihuanton! Tlazolteotl: Tell me how! Please, tell me how! Tameme: I can't remember, damn it! I Can't! Tlazolteotl closed her eyes. A few moments later she opened them, and gently placed Coyolxauhqui's head on the ground and grabbed her cheeks. Then she raised her look to the sky, closed her eyes again and shouted: Tlazolteotl: COCOXCATZINTLI, CUALLI IC XINEMI! Tlazolteotl's hands began to shine, and after a few moments they turned off slowly. When she moved her hands appart, Coyolxauhqui blinked twice. Coyolxauhqui: What... what happened? Tameme: (Jumping over her) No cihuantotzin Coyolxauhqui! (He licks her face wildly). Coyolxauhqui: Hey! Cut it out, "Dino", stop it! Tameme: (Stopping confused) Who is "Dino"? Coyolxauhqui: (Sweatdropping) Never mind. (She turns to Tlazolteotl) You saved my life. Thank you, Tlazolteotl. Tlazolteotl: You already saved me... twice (She blesses herself) Thank God. From over a tree, the Eagle Cavalier looked sadly all of the scene, and thought to himself: Cavalier: Coyolxauhqui, due to my lack of experience, this time you passed through a too big danger. Obviously this is not the moment to meet each other better. Goodbye. (He goes) A little later, we see Milagros, Purita and Tameme walking again to home. Milagros: (Sighing) I would like to know what happened to him... Tameme: The Eagle Cavalier? Milagros: Yes. Purita: I felt a bit worried for him. I felt he was feeling bad about himself. Milagros: (Looking up to the sky) If I just can see him now, I'll tell him to not feel bad, that it wasn't his fault... Purita: I honesty believe you'll be able to do it some day... (Milagros looks at her, and she smiles) Don't ask me why. Let's just say I'm "feeling" it. Right then, Purita takes out her right hand, displaying the Ice-popcycle the Demon had thrown to them, almost completely melted. Purita: Do you want to taste this, Milagros? Both girls laughed, and Milagros tasted the almost empty wood stick, almost with no ice over it. ============================== END OF CHAPTER 10.