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“GUERRA…GUERRA…GUERRA” (WAR)

“Where am I?” Uriel opens his eyes, he realizes that he is floating in an empty space; “Oh yeah…I let myself get absorbed into the mirror…but why?”

“CORRAN…LOS CONQUISTADORES!” (Run, the Conquerors)

As he slowly descends, Uriel sees images of the conquest, how people were killed during the conquest. How war has spread throughout Mexico as the Aztec and many Native tribes were slaughtered by the conquerors.

“I see now…so this is my sin…after all, it was my predecessor who did this…”

“Uriel, just close your eyes and come with me.” A silhouette resembling Marjorie appears behind Uriel stretching her hand. Uriel´s eyes lose their light as Uriel begins to stretch his hand as well.

“This is my sin…I am to blame…” Uriel loses the light of his eyes. At that moment, someone pulls Uriel back.

“You are correct, my young successor…but it’s not time for you to die just yet…” Uriel hears a voice behind him, at that moment, Uriel feels that he is standing with a figure in front of him. The man is wearing a conquistador attire.

The attire consists of a shirt, or camisa, a doublet (with or without sleeves), and some sort of pants, breeches, hose, or other covering for the lower body. With leather boots and gloves, the entire attire is black. He has morion, which is a helmet in the shape of a half almond to make the blows slip. His face is white, with a long mustache and a well cut beard with red eyes.

“You’re the one I saw in my dreams…”

“Greetings, my young successor…it appears you can now see me…my name is Vasco Velazquez Pizarro…a former Conquistador and also known as Guerra…”

Uriel is in shock upon seeing one of his predecessors; “So you are Guerra, the one who manipulated Hernan Cortes to conquer the Aztecs.

“Manipulate him?” Vasco laughs; “You’re mistaken, we manipulated no one…unfortunately for you…that was his true personality…he was a brutal and evil man who wished to conquer…the truth is it was the other way around…the man La Llorona met was the false identity implanted by the Red Witch for the Conquistadors to get close to the capital…”

“I see…” Uriel thinks about Marina. Vasco smiles; “Now don’t feel bad boy…this was all fate…we had to do this in order for history to flow like it was written…”

“Written? By who?”

“That’s a secret…for now…you are trapped inside this cursed mirror…with no ways to escape…well, at least you are not alone…”

Vasco looks at his right. Uriel looks as well, he opens his eyes wider; “LETICIA!” Uriel tries to reach her but Vasco stands in front of him; “Calm down, the way you are now, you won’t be able to reach her…you are currently too weak!”

“What did you say?” Uriel glares at Vasco and grabs his shirt neck; “She is important to me, that’s why I chose to enter the mirror…to save her…”

“Hahaha…you are an idiot you know that…” Vasco’s eyes shine a bright red; “Let me tell you something…if you keep getting involved with humans…you will always be weak…the more the relationship grows, the weaker you become…this is an advice that I give you, young successor…severe all those bonds…other wise, you will lose everyone you love…”

-TCH- Uriel lets go of him. He remembers his mother and everyone in the Ministry. He remembers Alejandro and Kasumi. He sees Tiwa and Marjorie. He sees Serena, he lifts his head with determination.

“I know that I am weak…and I know I will have to break those bonds one day…but today…I need to save her…”

Vasco smiles and laughs harder; “You are such a fool…but I respect people like you…very well…I will help you in saving that girl…I will lend you my power…”

Uriel looks surprised and remains speechless. Vasco stretches his hand; “Young successor, I will borrow your body for this…but you must say your real identity…”

“My real identity?”

“Nemesio Santacruz created the Charro Negro to hide the true identity that we have…he did it because we were a target to those who call themselves “The Enlightened”...that’s why, after that we call ourselves El Charro Negro…”

“I understand…” Uriel grabs Vasco’s hand. At that moment, his flame scar in the forearm expands into red veins as Vasco smiles; “Now Uriel Di Fiore…say your true identity and unleash your power…”

“I am the Beginning…I am the End…I am Conflict…I am Peace…I am the Horseman of War…”

(BADUMP)

At that moment, both hands shine a bright crimson color that expands through the whole area, releasing an enormous amount of mana.

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(BBBBOOOOMMMM)

The mirror shines a bright crimson color. Tezcatlipoca feels that his arm is burning; “My arm…it’s burning…what is happening?”

Tezcatlipoca lets go of the shield. -BADUMP BADUMP BADUMP- The mirror glows brighter and releases a pillar of crimson mana. At that moment, three figures come out of the mirror.

“This can not be happening…somebody just escaped the cursed mirror…” Quetalcoatl and Tezcatlipoca look as the figures land in front of them.

“It’s been a long time…you false Gods!” Tezcatlipoca and Qutzalcoatl hear a familiar voice coming from the smokescreen.

“I can not believe it…you came back…”

“Of course…I really wanted to say hello…my old friends…”

“Guerra…” Tezcatlipoca and Quetzalcoatl glare at the person walking out of the smokescreen.

The person is Uriel who has a slight change of appearance. The right side of his body changed, half of his hair turned crimson, his cornea turned black and the pupil red, similar to a beast’s eye. Uriel chuckles:

“It’s time for war to be unleashed…”

Buenos Aires, Argentina

In Argentina, Monumental Stadium, home of the famous Argentinian Soccer club River Plate…Juan De La Trinidad enjoyed the “Super Clasico” game between River Plate and Boca Juniors…

“GGOOOLLLL!!!!” The crowd cheers with excitement as River Plate scored the equalizer against Boca Juniors. The game is now tied 2-2. At that moment, in the VIP Lounge, Juan de la Trinidad let go of his glass.

(CCRRRAASSHHH)

“Mr. Juan, are you alright?” One of the employees asks. Juan is on one of his knees as the people around him look worried. Juan sweats from his forehead as he looks at his hand; “What is this? What happened?”

(BBAADDUUMMPP)

At that moment, everybody froze in a crimson-colored environment, the clocks had stopped as well. Juan lifts his head and notices that time froze. Juan chuckles; “I see…so you're here…Ms. Scarlet”

Juan opens his eyes and sees a cloaked figure in front of him. The cloaked figure does not show its face.

“It appears Uriel Di Fiore has made contact with one of our predecessors…Vasco Velazquez Pizarro…”

The cloaked figure speaks with a feminine voice. Juan stands up; “I see, that explains that sensation…so…he is finally getting a glimpse of the Horseman’s powers…tell me…have the others noticed this?”

“Not yet…Death, Conquest and Famine have not noticed him just yet…for them, you are still the Horseman of War…they do not have a clue that you already transfer your powers…”

“I see…well, that won’t be a secret for so long…if Uriel made contact with him…that means that he is actually fighting against the Gods…”

“Shouldn’t you be more concerned? If the successor were to die…you will die as well…”

“Hahaha…don’t worry about it, Ms. Scarlet…Uriel is strong…besides…he has that crazy bastard of Vasco on his side…everything will be okay…”

“I hope you’re right…I want to meet him in person…however, he isn’t strong enough just yet…Juan de la Trinidad…beware of the Great Witches…”

The hooded figure fades away and everybody moves again along with time. Juan walks towards the window and sees the full moon; “You better not die muchacho…you must stay alive until I kill you…muchacho”

Juan looks at the game as the crows screams once more; “GGOOOLLLL!”