They were here to learn from our customs and culture, or so we thought. As time went by, they learned many traditions and some of our ways of hunting, and we
actually started to consider the one of us. For Montezuma started putting his trust in a man named Hernan Cortes. Cortes was short, well dressed, and looked like a very respectable man. Then again everything is not what it seems. It was not too long when I started realizing something was going on between Cortes and his men; he looked very suspicious most of the time and I would always see him whispering to his men when he thought no one was looking. For, i was very observant of what he did.
Cortes had imprisoned our leader and betrayed our trust from one day to another. He took all the gold he could, and left us with nothing but anger in our hearts. Our pride had been damaged and our honor had been shattered. All I can think of now is revenge, and we will make Cortes pay.