Nezahual finds himself standing in the rare chance of rain in front of two stones jutting from the ground in a cramped handmade cemetery of the city of Bernalejo. Acting as a sloppily made offering he ys down a cloth and various home-goods and ingredients on the stones. Here lies his parents two people he holds little memories of but has heard nothing but tales of vigintism and of two desperadoes fighting for what they believe in.
Taking off his sombrero he says, "Hey, mom… hey dad," and with a deep breath, "I wanted to stop by and see how everything was going, I did a lot this week… um, those families that were being harassed by the guards, the ones I mentioned st time, are safe now. I… um I hope you're proud of me, I know this isn't the life you wanted for me, but I just want to be like you, I've heard so much about you two, tales of these heroes regardless of all that I just want you two to know that regardless of my final choices I will always do the right thing in the end."
Off in the distance there are loud tire screeches as headlights quickly peek over road, then outcomes a car trying to ram Nezahual, quickly he dodges the car and pulls out two pistols immediately firing towards them.
"Got that serpentine all alone!" Shouts one passenger to another.
"Shit!" Nezahual says as he quickly reloads. Running trying to find a spot for cover. He quickly tucks himself behind a stone fence by a nearby building. As he peaks over he sees that in the distance the people are exiting the vehicle. In order to gain some form of an advantage he tries to find some way to get to a roof to gain some height over them. From the rooftop, about two stories high, he sees that the members spread out to find him. Seeing one person alone in a corner he makes his way, hopping to another roof finding a perfect shot, as he takes aim and a deep breath he soon feels his right side being crushed. To his right someone got behind him and bashed him in the side with a sturdy pistol whip. Trying to act quickly Nezahual spins around with his arm out trying to do the same, he gets him but not as strong as the strike he received.
"Got ya!" said the man behind him.
"Cheap fuck!" Screams Nezahual as he cocks back his revolver only to then get rammed as his opponent tackles him. From this he gets a strike to his face but in the split second as he tries to get the other person off of him. He reaches to his side and grabs a handful of sand swipes it into the eyes of his opponent.
"Gah!" yells the man as he quickly gets up and backs away.
With this Nezahual takes his pistol and shoots the man in the head. With what little time he has to breathe and recover he soon sees other people climbing the dder from this he hides behind an AC unit sticking up from the rooftop. Hearing the many footsteps step up onto the roof he knew he was outnumbered. With what little time he has to think he runs out to the edge of the roof and quickly sees a dumpster, he dives in. Without thinking of all the waste and sludge that surrounds him he runs away to find a better pce to take the fight. Off in the distance he sees the construction of a circus, where he soon rushes to find cover and time to pn.
As the opposing gang members make their way to his location, they split up and try to find his location, one by one they all make their way to different areas of the park. One finds themselves walking into building with varying pinball machines and games inside, suddenly, lights and sounds pop up as they all activate and various jingles sing. Shocked by this he finds himself turning around, trying to find the source of this sudden activation. Then a Strong Man game goes off as it yells varying phrases calling those who can hear it weak, getting his attention. He makes his way to the game, once there he stands seeing the light up artwork of a buff man holding a mallet. He looks intently at the game seeing that the said mallet is missing, suddenly he is bashed against the head. Nezahual was waiting at an adjacent machine with the mallet, using all his might he swung it, only to then drop it with a set of heavy breaths and coughs. He wiggles his arms out trying to get that sudden pain to stop and his blood to rush back to them.
As soon as he gets his energy back he gets out shutting off the power to the building. Off in the distance he sees another member looking around the various animal cages, here they all stand and see as the man mocks and parades around them. Nezahual makes his way around the back side of the cages, making sure the man cannot see him through the spaces of the bars. He sees a cage at the very end of the line, where two coyotes slumber, peaking up suddenly at the serpentine man who is picking the lock of their metallic bondage. Slowly Nezahual opens the door, where the coyotes stand only to see another person standing there in the distance kicking the cage holding a small set of donkeys who can do nothing but take the abuse. Almost immediately the coyotes dash and pin the man to the ground where he can do nothing as they already cwed away at his arms that can now do nothing to defend himself, he can't reach for his firearms or even punch back, the man, who now has a sshed throat is filing as he quickly dies only to become nothing but a midnight snack for the animals.
With a quick pet from Nezahual the coyotes soon rush into the wilderness. Almost leaving to find the other members Nezahual looks back at the cages, unable to fight the urge he then goes back and unlocks all the cages, and looks as each animal runs out into their new life of freedom. Nezahual tries to find the st two members, who he assumes are still walking around with nothing better to do. Around the merry-go-round he sees someone standing not too far from it so me decides to find a way to get his attention. The music starts, and the various mounts start to dance their way around the ride, the various Bison and Lmas prance around and around. Walking over the member walks over and gives out a little chuckle as he taps the spinning animals around as they move. Soon he gives out a, "a fuck it."
The man ys his rifle down at rest across his chest and he gets up, finding a suitable mount and hops on, from this a smile soon form on his face. Nezahual peaks up from the control panel and cranks the lever to as high as it can go. The ride soon speeds up and round it goes, making the man dizzier and dizzier. Soon it goes so fast that when the man tries to get off, stumbling and tripping, but soon he gets flung from mount to mount only to then fall as Nezahual suddenly shuts off the ride.
With one down Nezahual knows that stealth isn't necessary anymore so he rushes making noise to the hall of mirrors, smming on walls and knocking things over on the way to get the st member's attention. It works in the end as soon the st member walks into the hall of mirrors where he looks and sees a serpentine face staring right at him. Immediately his reaction is to shoot it but all it does is smash one of the many mirrors in the room. He then rushed trying to find the true man in the mirror, but he stumbles and bumps his way around the room only to end up in the center where he finds the man surrounding him in every direction. Nezahual then rushed him and stabs him in the stomach in one clean push with his machete. The body drops and Nezahual makes his way outside where the clear night sky is now above him.
He treks back to where this all started up on the distant hill, tired and just needing time to sit and think he walks up to where the tombstones were. He looks and sees nothing but chipped bits of stone on the ground.
"Hey mom… dad… I went to the circus today."
