Jaguar Paw: A New Beginning

It was a cold morning, a wet morning, and all was still. The only noise was the whistle of the wind. Jaguar Paw and his family were laying together, asleep, under a tree. Only Jaguar Paw was awake. He was sitting there thinking of the odd white men from the ships. They were dressed is very strange clothing. He tried to put them out of his mind, but they fascinated him. He heard a rustle in the forest and grabbed his spear. His sudden movements awoke his wife who had Rabbits Run on her lap sleeping like his baby brother. There was another rustle and Jaguar Paw stood up to investigate it. They had not gone far from the coast, but were planning on moving further today. He held his spear ready to attack when he heard the noise again, a little bit closer this time. Jaguar Paw woke up Rabbits Foot and told his wife to take the two kids away from the noise and hide somewhere. Then He walked closer to the noise and saw a movement. He did not know what it was, but he was well prepared to kill it. Then a mans voice broke through the trees. He was speaking some weird language the Jaguar Paw did not understand. The mans voice made Jaguar Paw jump. Both men were walking towards each other now. They did not know what the other was thinking, and were both a little scared. The white man put his hand up and waved it to say hello. Then he put down his weapons. Jaguar Paw was curious as to why the man would do this. Did he mean them no ham? Was he a good man? What should I do? Those are the questions that went through Jaguar Paws head at that moment. He was not sure if he should also lay down his weapons. So he decided not to put it down, but to hold it by his side like a walking stick. The white man seemed to be okay with this and walked forward to about three feet in front of Jaguar Paw. Then Jaguar Paw raised his and and waved at the man. They were both a little more relaxed now, but then Jaguar Paw hear another sound, this time behind him. He as not positive what to make of this. Were there more white men? Did they have weapons? What is about to happen? Then the white man said something else in his strange language. Shortly after, seven white men with shiny weapons stepped out from the trees, fully surrounding Jaguar Paw. He did not know what to do, so he he picked his spear back up. His wife and eldest son were not far away, close enough to see what was happening. His wife had a tear in her eye. Then one of the white men, from his right side, moved forward and took a swing at him. He was trying to knock him unconscious, but Jaguar Paw ducked and with one smooth movement, speared the man in the gut. The other men reacted to this and two more moved forward toward Jaguar Paw. He saw them coming and got ready. He rolled to the side just in time to not get cut by the one mans shiny sword. Jaguar Paw was on his feet in not even a second. The white man was still hunched over after chopping the ground, so Jaguar Paw kicked him in the stomach, punched him in the face, and then he was laying next to the dead white man. Jaguar Paw saw the reaction of one man in front of him and knew that another attacker was coming up from behind. Jaguar Paw turned around and saw a fat white man with not weapon charging straight at him. He put his arm out and stepped to the side. The fat man was running too fast and was too fat to change directions. So, he ran straight into Jaguar Paws stiff arm and flipped mid-air before landing on his ass and falling backwards laying on the ground. There were still five men around him, including the original white man who had now picked his weapon back up. Jaguar Paw stuck out with his spear at one of the men’s legs, and with all of his steel armor, the man could not move. He dropped to his knees and tried to stop the bleeding. That left four, and two of them were behind him before he noticed. Jaguar Paw felt the mans hand on his back, turned his spear around under his arm, and speared the man through his throat and up into his mouth. Jaguar Paw was then him in the back of the head, probably by a rock one of the men picked up. He fell on his stomach and lay motionless until the three men approached him. They spoke between each other, probably to decide what should become of this man. Jaguar Paw. A group of five Mayan men were running through the forest when they saw what was happening. They stood there for a second or two to see exactly what was happening. Jaguar Paw lifted his head and saw them. He looked at them, and as if he used his eyes to ask them to help him, they came running to his aid. The five of them killed two of the white men, and the first white man ran, back toward the ships. Were these the men Jaguar Paw was fascinated by? The other Mayan men helped Jaguar Paw up to catch his breath. Then they got to talking and the men told Jaguar Paw that they are starting a new tribe. Their wives and children were back at the temporary camp until they could move farther away from the white men and start over for real. During this conversation, they invited Jaguar Paw to join them. He called out his wife and kids, so they came over to meet the men. Jaguar Paws wife agreed to the invitation, and they set out into the jungle to meet their new tribal family. Jaguar Paw and the other men picked up the white mens shiny weapons and took them with them. They didn’t know what they were made of, but they knew the escaped white man would report to the ship and they would send more people after them. When they arrived at the mens’ camp, they were welcomed with open arms. They quickly got acquainted with the people and started packing up to move further towards their new home. Away from the white men, and away from the sacrificial Mayans.
They were walking through the jungle for days. The men would go out and hunt for the food, while the women stayed with the children. After about a week, they came upon a small camp that was being lived in. They waited their to meet the people that lived there. After a couple of hours they saw people walking towards the camp with a large boar, dead, being pulled behind them. When they got a little closer Jaguar Paw and his family recognized them. They were the children from their old village that were left for dead after the attack and capture of the adults. They were still alive and obviously doing well. Everyone spent the night there around a camp fire as the children told stories of their lives alone, everything they faced and overcame. The next morning, all of them set out to find a new home. After about a month of walking they got to a new land, a strange land. They were out of the jungles and into deserts. They walked through the desert for a while until they made it out, now this was a long time later. Days. Weeks. But when they got out, they saw something beautiful. There was a large mountain and rivers and lakes and strange piney trees. They were in America, somewhere in either Arizona or Utah.
After about a year, they were completely aware of their surroundings, and had made friends with the local native indians. The native people taught them what crops to grow and when to grow them throughout the year. They taught Jaguar Paw and the others about the wild life in these parts. Jaguar Paws people also learned the language of the native people, and eventually began to not use their own language. They were one with the rockies. They killed what they needed, and used what they killed. They were no longer Mayan people, they were Native Americans.
Jaguar Paw and the others had found themselves a new home, and escaped from the freaky white people. Little did they know that the white men would eventually land in North America thinking it was India. But, forget about that, they were happy now.