Ayar-Cachi-Entry 2

Ayar-Cachi’s Journal-Entry 2 July 2nd, 1500 8:00

I HATE my unit sinchi! He is the worst man I have ever met! (oh man, I hope he never gets his hands on this…) He has the compassion level of a hungry uturuncu, the strength of an ozcollo, and the intelligence of a cui! Not a good combination for a guy who’s going to be LEADING US INTO A WAR!! Hopefully he’ll turn out a bit better than my first impressions have led me to believe. Unfortunately, first impressions often turn out to be VERY accurate, so I doubt I can count on it.

The day started with the THUM, THUM, THUM, of a war drum. ‘Time to go’ I thought. I gathered up all my stuff and goodbye to everybody.

“Goodbye mother, goodbye father.” I said.

“Farewell, my son, may you have safe journeys and return home soon” my mother told me. A tear rolled down my eyes. I had a horrible feeling that I would not return. I gave the two a big hug

“AYAAAAAR-CACH!” boomed a voice from outside. Not wanting the tearful farewell to last any longer, I quickly ran out the door.

At that point, I nearly messed my self, because in front of me was the biggest, burliest, and most intimidating man I have ever seen. He was at least 7 feet tall, and he had muscles so big that I’m pretty sure they could count as weapons. His long black hair obviously hadn’t been tended to in months. His dark brown eyes felt like they were looking straight into my soul! I had to stop myself from passing out.

The man looked me over. “Are you Ayar-Cachi?” he questioned.

“y…yy…yes ss…sir…” I squeaked. He stared intently at me. I gulped. Eventually, he reached down and patted me on the back. I flinched.

“Ha ha ha, I suppose you’ll do.” He chuckled to me. “Now, go line up with the others. We’ve got one more soldier to collect. Some guy named Eh-poona-mun.”

As we marched over to Epunamun’s house, I looked over at the other soldiers. I noticed the Guachimine twins were in our group, as well as a few of my father’s friends, but I didn’t recognize anybody else. It was clearly apparent that they liked our group sinchi just as much as I did: not at all.
So at least we’re all in the same boat, I thought. Finally, we arrived at Epunamun’s house.

“Epunamun!” our sinchi thundered. Suddenly I realized that I did not even know this guy’s name. I suppose he had a lot to say, so he was waiting until he got everybody together to say it so that he wouldn’t have to repeat himself.
After a few seconds, Epunamun hadn’t come out yet, so the sinchi moved a little closer to the door and yelled out,

“EPUNAMUN!”

There was some shuffling in the house, and you could faintly make out two people talking. Suddenly, the door opened and Epunamun ran straight into the sinchi. I gulped.

“EPUUNAMUUUUN! What TOOK so long!?” I stepped back a foot. As the sinchi went on about respect or something like that, I noticed Epunamun subtly examining our group. He noticed a few people, probably more than me. I waved to him. His face brightened a bit.

“Do you understand!?” boomed the sinchi.

“SIR YES SIR!” Epunamun responded.

“Goooood, so now you can go join the other soldiers.” He said. “Go right next to Ayarchi there.”

“Umm…sir…it…it’s…um, Ayar-Cachi, sir.” I mumbled. I noticed Epunamun’s face brighten up a little when I said this.

“Well, at this point, it’s not important, so until I need to know your name, you can be NYUNYUMA for all I care.” Ugh. That remark really stung me. It’s still kind of hurting me right now.
When Epunamun got to me, I at least felt a little better. Then the sinchi went off about the Aztec, strategy, and stuff like that. I wasn’t paying that much attention, I just let my mind wander and screamed out “SIR YES SIR” whenever necessary.

After that, we went to the old building I had never been inside. I’d always wondered what it was used for, and now I was finally finding out. It turns out it contained fresh supplies for any military groups that passed by. When you think about it, it’s a genius way of making sure the military always has enough supplies. It also explained where the crops we had to give up to “government funding” went. Probably good they left its relevance a secret, otherwise word would have spread and all the spies and saboteurs would have quickly depleted or destroyed the resources.

Then, after we gathered our supplies, we headed out and hiked for what felt like FOREVER, though Epunamun later told me it was about 12 hours. Anyway, I was so exhausted that right now I barely have enough energy to keep writing. In fact, I think I’ll stop right about now.