I start seeing some weird dream in my head while I'm asleep. The area that I am in is dark, but is a dim light glowing around me. The light was similar to the Saiyan glow from Dragonball Z,but instead of yellow I was glowing red. I start to see an Aztec warrior covered in blood looking at me directly in my eyes. He's very well built with a body gifted for war. His skin was turquoise, and he had a headpiece that resembled the Native American headwear. His was different though, his had the head eagle made of gold and the feathers of the eagle coming from behind the head. The crown was molded to his head perfectly, and was obvious that the headwear was used in many battles. When I looked down to the man's lower body he had what looked to be a loincloth. It was also covered in blood still dripping as he started to approach me. The warrior had Aztec tribal tattoos around his biceps, on his cheeks and neck. As the warrior was coming towards me, he started to speak. It sounded as what I can assume was Nahuatl, the old Aztec language that is now almost extinct."What are you saying? I can't understand you." I said. The warrior just looked at me and smiled and as soon as I started to hear my alarm going off the man vanished and I woke up. After the alarm wakes me up at around 7:30 I get up, and start thinking to myself, "What the hell kind of dream was that?". For some reason though I felt like he was me, or even apart of me as if he were an ancestor of mine. I might be over thinking this. I hop out of bed and start changing; my house is about a 15 minute walk to the bar just outside of my neighborhood. I look for some clothes to wear put them on, and I start heading out towards the bar. 15 minutes later I meet up with my friends. I see Rodrigo and Roberto just out of the bar waiting for me to arrive. They run up to me, shake my hand, and give me a hug congratulating me on my promotion. "Congrats brother! I'm so proud of you, you definitely deserved the promotion. You've saved our asses countless times when we deployed together back in the Middle East!" Said Roberto. "Congratulations First Lieutenant Yaotl! You about to be running the show now!" Said Rodrigo. "Thanks to both of you man, I'm glad I've had you guys along with me these past few years. They really have been the best even if we have almost died a couple times." I said chuckling a bit. We go inside the bar, and sit at our usual table. We ask Mac to bring us drinks until we start to look like we can't anymore, and from then we drink the night away! Having fun between brothers living life and laughing till our hearts content. I check my watch after a while and I realize it's already 11:57pm. "Hey Mac, no more man we've had plenty. Let me get the check I'll cover all of our drinks!" Rodrigo and Roberto look at me all happy like two kids in a candy store laughing after they look at me. I paid for our bill and we start to head out of the bar, the clock strikes 12. Rodrigo, Roberto, and I at the same time feel pain that none of us have ever felt before. It's as if we are being dipped into lava repeatedly in a fast pace manner, the feeling of our bodies throbbing on the outside. Emitting a heat that could start a fire with our bodies. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!! MY BODY FEELS LIKE ITS MELTING FROM THE INSIDE OUT!!" Yells Rodrigo at the top of his lungs. Roberto is already on the floor unconscious because of the literal fire burning within our bodies. I'm slipping in and out of consciousness as I fall down to one knee, catch myself with my hand, and seeing my own handprint being burnt onto the concrete from the heatwaves radiating from my skin. I close my eyes and my legs buckle, causing me to fall face first. I'm out like a light. I wake up in a hospital room with my body still feeling the burning sensation, but most of has subsided. I look at myself and see that I've changed. "What the fuck is going on?!" I yelled.
That's when the new age began.