“Uriel…” Uriel sees the others. Kasumi walks towards him; “I’m glad you’re safe…I heard that you fought Quetzalcoatl…and disappeared…”

“It’s a long story…” Uriel notices Kasumi’s cuts in her hip and her arm; “You got hurt…”

“Oh this…don’t worry…it will heal…” Uriel interrupts her by getting close to her. He grabs her hip and arm. Kasumi panics; “H-H-Hey, what are you doing?”

“WWHHHAATTTT?” Everyone screams except for Johanna; “Fufufu…how bold…”

Marjorie looks at him surprised; “What are you doing?”

Uriel whispers in Kasumi’s ear; “Don’t move…” Uriel closes his eyes and chants; “Curacion” (Healing)

Uriel heals Kasumi’s wounds. Sister Veronica notices; “He used one of our miracles…who is this guy?”

“I’m so jealous…” Giovanni cries out “blood”. Uriel opens his eyes and looks at Kasumi; “I healed, you should be fine…hhhmmpphh…Kasumi do you have a fever?”

Uriel notices Kasumi completely red and “blowing out steam”; “N-N-No, it’s nothing…don’t worry about it…”

“I see…”

“Anyway, thank you…” Kasumi hugs Uriel. At that moment, Marjorie pulls Uriel’s arm and hugs it; “Uriel, the teacher is fine…come with me…”

“Hey Marjorie, I was hugging my student…besides…” Kasumi and Marjorie exchange rival stares. Suddenly, Johanna grabs and hugs Uriel’s other arm; “Johanna, what are you doing?”

“Sorry, I just wanted to feel a man’s strong arm…fufufu…”

“He’s mine…” Marjorie pulls Uriel. “He’s not yours…” Kasumi pulls him back. “We can share him…right?” Johanna pulls him as well.

Sister Veronica shakes her head; “How shameless…” Alejandro and Giovanni cry out “blood” as both of them think at the same time:

“This is the Harem moment I always wanted…Uriel, do us a favor and die…”

“Hahaha…you Charros always have the ladies…Uriel, you’re just like Juan back in the day…” Everyone hears a feminine voice. Uriel opens his eyes wider as a beautiful woman approaches them.

“Felicitas…”

“Hello muchacho, you survived, that's great…”

Ana Cortes runs towards Marjorie; “MARJORIE!” Majorie smiles; “ANA, YOU ARE OKAY!” Ana hugs Marjorie and cries; “It’s terrible…Leticia…Leticia…”

Uriel opens his eyes wider upon hearing Ana finishing the phrase:

“LETICIA DIED!”

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Inside the Hotel…

The clock said 10pm, everyone decided to have a conversation in the Hotel’s conference room…Ana Cortes explained the situation about Tezcatlipoca’s revival and Leticia’s “Death”...Victoria, Angela and Raul were taken to the hotel’s infirmary…

“I see…so Leticia is…” Uriel sighs as he looks at Ana. Ana glares at him with distrust.

Ana Cortes (Age 16) has black hair with silver eyes, and she has white skin and a slim body.

Kasumi looks at Uriel; “This is bad, one Aztec Deity gave you a lot of trouble…now a second one has revived…Uriel, what is our next move?”

“First we must locate where El Muerto has the hostages…we can move from there but first…” Uriel looks at Giovanni and Veronica; “What will you guys do?”

Giovanni sighs; “For starters, we must contact our superiors to inform them about the situation…we were ordered to take care of those responsible for the attack this afternoon, however…”

Sister Veronica looks at Felicitas; “Why are you here Felicitas Magallanes?”

Felicitas has long black hair, brown skin and yellow eyes. Her skin is smooth, silky hair and red lips. She is wearing a traditional attire called ‘La Galereña.’

Felicitas chuckles; “Well, I came here to check on my disciple…nothing more…”

“I thought she looked familiar…” Johanna smiles as she looks at Felicitas. Alejandro, not knowing about her asks; “Who is she?”

“Felicitas Santa Cruz is a 5-star wanted criminal around the world…she was responsible for the murder of many Latin American rulers 30 years ago…she is powerful, so powerful that she can destroy and entire nation…in fact, she was part of a group called…”

Felicitas interrupts Johanna by putting her finger on her lips; “Now, now young one…let’s keep that a secret…”

“Right…sorry…”

Felicitas looks at Uriel; “Uriel…I’m going for a drink…it appears the young woman has things to say to you…” Felicitas leaves the room. “We need to make a call…” Giovanni and Sister Veronica also leave the room.

Kasumi looks at Johanna and Alejandro; “Let’s go check on our room, to see what can be saved…”

“Right…” They also leave the room. Uriel, Marjorie and Ana are the only ones left. Ana looks at Uriel with distrust; “Marjorie, why is he here? I think this conversation has nothing to do with him…”

“Ana…don’t be rude…he has all the right to be here…he’s my future husband you know…”

“Huuhh?” Both Uriel and Ana look surprised. Marjroie hugs Uriel’s arm; “That’s right, we will get married…”

“WWHHHAATTTT?” Ana looks in shock. Uriel blushes and clears his throat; “Marjorie, let’s try and focus here…” Uriel looks at Ana; “Ana, tell me the truth…you are a descendent of Hernan Cortes…am I right?”

Ana lowers her head; “It’s true…we are descendents of that man. Angel, Crespo and I have inherited a cursed name…”

“CORTES!” Uriel hears Marina’s voice. Uriel asks; “ You know what that man did to the Aztecs right?”

“Of course we know…and we hate it…in Spain, the Cortes are hated because when Hernan Cortes returned to Spain…he established a tyranny in the Northern part of Spain…he often declared war against France…that’s why the LeFleur and the Cortes hate each other…”

Ana begins to cry; “We inherited a curse name of a man who slaughtered thousands of Aztecs…and killed many French and Spaniards who opposed him…everyone hates us…we came here because we escaped from prosecution…right now, there is a war in Spain and it’s because of the Cortes…”

“I see…it must have been rough…but to be honest…I believe you are fools…”

Ana looks up with anger; “How insensitive…You don't know anything…you demon…you have no right to criticize us…you have it simple becuase you are El Charro Negro…anyone who gets close to me dies…that’s what happened to Leticia…El Muerto or who is called is after us…that’s our legacy!”

Marjorie holds her; “That’s enough Ana…please…you don’t know Uriel either…”

Uriel sighs; “She’s right, I don’t know anything about her…and honestly, I don’t care about her story either…”

“What did you say?”

“However, I do now how you feel…to inherit a curse name…I am El Charro Negro after all…people fear me…and besides, I inherited something worse…” Uriel looks at the light as he remembers people screaming:

“GUERRA GUERRA GUERRA” (WAR)

Ana looks at Uriel and notices his eyes; “Those eyes…they have sorrow…”

“Uriel…” Marjorie looks worried. Uriel lifts his head and looks at Ana:

“However, you can’t do anything to change the past…you must look forward and move on with your cursed name…the legacy of the cursed name can change…”

(BBBAADDUUUMMPPP)

Ana blushes upon hearing Uriel’s words; “Was he always that cool?”

(CLAP CLAP CLAP)

“Now that was a great speech Uriel…did you practice it beforehand?” Uriel, Marjorie and Ana hear someone clapping. They look at the end of the table and notice a girl sitting with her legs on top of the table in a relaxed position.

“Who is that girl?” Ana and Marjorie ask. Uriel opens his eyes wider; “Why are you here? Alexa?”

“It’s been a long time…Uriel…”