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Through the lens of the psychedelic, they didn’t see a small woman covered in blood. They saw a graceful creature beingbornfrom blood, walking proudly towards the stage with her faithful reptilian companion.
The music stopped.
Sergio stared at her unblinkingly. He couldn’t even mask his shock as he took her in.
“What is the meaning of this?” He gritted out at her, noticing from the corner of his eyes how people were reacting to Noelle.
“¿Cómo me hablas así, hijo?” She asked in a clear tone, her accent flawless.
Sergio’s mouth dropped open, as did everyone else’s.
“Hijo?” He repeated.
“No me digas que no me reconoces en este cuerpo.”
Whispers floated in the air. Though the drug distorted people’s perceptions of what they were seeing, it didn’t fully inhibit their understanding.
Everyone heard what she’d said.
Son.
She’d called Sergio son.
But how could she do that, unless…
“Tonacacihuatl! Someone suddenly yelled.
The name echoed through the crowd, everyone joining in a choir.
“Tonacacihuatl?” Sergio sneered.
“Asi me tratas?” She tilted her head, keeping her composure as she looked him dead in the eye.
Screams. Prayers. Chants.
The entire yard was agog with reactions, some stronger and more vocal than others. Yet at first sight, Noelle could see that the combination of her appearance and the drug they’d imbibed had the intended effect.
They no longer saw her as Noelle—the abandoned wife, the outsider.
Now she was just a vassal for Tonacacihuatl.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Noelle?” Sergio snapped as he climbed down the stage, striding towards her, murderous rage oozing from him.
Fernando was following closely behind, his expression closed off as he awaited Sergio’s orders.
Noelle’s gaze dipped to his belt, an insidious smile pulling at her lips.
As Sergio stopped in front of her, she realized she didn’t even mind her lack of clothing anymore, the blood giving her a power unlike any other. Like a drape over her body, it hugged her skin, providing an immortal armor between her and the world. And in the eyes of the world, she was just that—timeless, immortal.
Unnatural.
“What do you think I’m doing?” She murmured softly, the words only for his ears.
Looking right and left, she raised her arms in the air, more drops of blood falling to the ground.
At the same time, one by one, more people knelt down in front of her.
“What the fuck,” Sergio burst out, grabbing her hand in a bruising hold.
