WHO: Mary Magdalene & Huitzilopotchli WHEN: Apocalypse times! WHERE: Los Angeles WHAT: Awww, what a sweet lovers reunion...
They'd caught her while she was sleeping. It was someone else's watch and after three days awake, three days of sleepless attacks and raids on the Antichrist's people, Mary had collapsed into her bunk and passed out. The next thing she knew, she was being woken as two strong men put her in chains. They were mortal, just like all of the other people here she worked beside, and if she'd been awake they never would have taken her. She cursed and spat at them, but as she woke up more she realised she recognised them.
Well, she didn't recognise them so much as what they were. These weren't soldiers of the Antichrist. These were warriors of an Aztec, like the ones the Hummingbird had always had around him years ago. So it was to be Aztec sacrifice maybe. Was that better or worse than torture at the hands of the minions of hell?
A bag was thrown over Mary's head and she was led somewhere with the others. She could hear one of her men crying and she wanted so much to hold him, to shoot these asshole Aztecs in the head and take her people back to safety. But she was being held tight in her chains.