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And now we shall name the name of the father of Hanuhpu and Xbalanque. Let's drink to him, and let's just drink to the telling and accounting of the begetting of Hunahpu and Xbalanque. We shall tell just half of it, just a part of the account of the father. Here follows the account:
These are the names: One Hunahpu and Seven Hunahpu, as they are called.
And these are their parents: Xpiyacoc, Xmucane. In the blackness, in the night, One Hunahpu and Seven Hunahpu were born to Xpiyacoc and Xmucane.
And this One Hunahpu had two children, and the two were sons, the firstborn named One Monkey and the second named One Artisan.
And this is the name of the their mother: she is called Xbaquiyalo, the wife of One Hunahpu. As for Seven Hunahpu, he has no wife. He's just a partner and just secondary; he just remains a boy.

They are great thinkers and great is their knowledge. They are the midmost seers, here on the face of the earth. There is only good in their being and their birthright. They taught skills to One Monkey and One Artisan, the sons of One Hunahpu. One Monkey and One Artisan became flautists, singers and writers, carvers, jewelers, metalworkers as well.
And as for One and Seven Hanuhpu, all they did was throw dice and play ball every day. They would play each other in pairs, the four of them together. When they gathered in the ball court for entertainment a falcon would come to watch them, the messenger of Hurricane, Newborn Thunderbolt, Raw Thunderbolt. And for this falcon it wasn't far to the earth here, nor was it far to Xibalba; he could get back to the sky, to Hurricane, in an instant.
The four ball players remained here on the face of the earth after the mother of One Monkey and One Artisan had died. Since it was on the road to Xibalba that they played, they were heard by One Death and Seven Death, the lords of Xibalba.
"What is happening on the face of the earth? They're just stomping and shouting. They should be summoned to play ball here. We will defeat them, since we simply no deference from them. They show no respect, no do they have any shame. They are running right over us!" said all of Xibalba, when they all shared their thoughts, the ones name One and Seven Death heard. They are great lawgivers.
And these are the lords over everything, each lord with a commission and domain assigned by the One and Seven Deaths.
There are lords named House Corner and Blood Gatherer And this is their commission: to draw blood from people.
Next are the lordships of Pus Master and Jaundice Master. And this is their domain: to make people swell up, to make pus come out of their legs, to make their faces yellow, to cause jaundice. Such is the domain of Puss Master and Jaundice Master.
Next are the lords Bone Scepter and Skull Scepter, the staff bearers of Xibalba, their staffs are just bones. And this is their staff bearing: to reduce people to bones, right down to the bones and the skull, until they die from emaciation and edema. This is the commission of the ones called Bone Scepter and Skull Scepter.
Next are the lords named Trash Master and Stab Master. This is their commission: to catch up with people whenever they have filth or grime in the doorway of the house, the patio of the house. Then they're stuck, they're just punctured until they crawl on the ground, then die. And this is the domain of Trash Master and Stab Master, as they are called.
Next are the lords named Wing and Packstrap. This is their domain: that people should die in the road, just 'sudden death' as it is called. Blood comes to the mouth, then there is death from vomiting blood. So to each of them his burden, the load on his shoulders to strike the people on the neck and chest. Then there is death in the road, and then they just go on causing suffering, whether one is coming or going. And this is the domain of Wing and Packstrap.
Such is those who shared their thoughts when they were piqued and driven by One and Seven Hunahpu. What Xibalba desired was the gaming equipment of One and Seven Hunahpu: their kilts, their yokes their arm guards, their panaches and headbands, the costumes of One and Seven Hunahpu.
And this is where we shall continue telling of their trip to Xibalba. One Monkey and One Artisan, the sons of One Hunahpu, stayed behind. Their mother died-and what is more they were to be defeated by Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
And now for the messengers of One and Seven Death: "You Military Keepers of the Mat, summon One and Seven Hunahpu. Tell them:
"They must come,:" the lords say. "Would that they come to play ball with us here, then we could have some excitement with them. We are truly amazed at them. Therefore they must come," say the lords, " and they should bring their playthings, their yokes and arm guards along with their rubber ball."
And the messengers are owls: Shooting Owl, One legged Owl, Macaw Owl, Skull Owl.
There is Shooting Owl like a point piercing.
There is One-legged Owl, he has wings.
There is Macaw Owl, with his red back
There is also Skull Owl, with only a head and wings.
These are the four messengers, Military Keepers of the Mat in rank.
And when they come out of Xibalba they arrived quickly, alighting above the ball court where One and Seven Hunahpu were playing, at the ball court called Great Abyss at Carchah. The owls arriving in a flurry over the ball court, now repeat the request of the lords of Xibalba.
"Very well we shall come with you. But we will tell our mother." they replied.
When they went to their house, they spoke to their mother, their father had died.
"We are going, dear mother, even though we've just arrived. The messengers of the lord have come to get us. We will leave our rubber ball behind here, until we return, then we'll put it in play again." They went and put the ball tied up under the roof of the house.
They told One Monkey and One Artisan. "As for you, just play and just sing, write and carve to warm our house to warm the heart of your grandmother." Their grandmother Xmuane sobbed, she had to weep.
We are going, we are not dying. Don't be sad, " said One and Seven Hunahpu, then they left.
After that One and Seven Hunahpu left, guided down the road by the messengers.
And then they descended the road to Xibalba, going down a steep cliff, and they descended until they came out where the rapids cut through, the rotting canyon narrows named Neck Canyon. They passed through there, then they passed on to the River of Churning Spikes. They passed through countless spikes but they were not stabbed.
And then they came to water yet again, to blood. Blood River they crossed but did not drink. They came to a river, but a river filled with pus. Still they were not defeated but passed over again.
And then they came to the Crossroads, but here they were unsure
Red Road was one and Black Road another.
White Road was one and yellow Road another.
"I am the one you are taking. I am the lord's road," said the road. This was the Road of Xibalba.
And then they came to the council place of the lords of Xibalba, and they were unsure again there. The ones seated first there are just manikins, just woodcarvings dressed up by Xibalba. And they great first ones:
"Morning, One Death " they said to the manikin, "Morning Seven Death" they said to the woodcarving.
The lords of Xibalba shouted out with laughter over this. All the lords just shouted with laughter because of this joke. In their hearts they had beaten One and Seven Hunahpu. They laughed on until One and Seven Death spoke:
"It is good that you have come. Tomorrow you must put your yokes and arm guards into action."
"Sit here on our bench." The bench was a red hot rock.
So now they were burned on the bench. They jumped about on the bench but they got no relief. They got up fast, having burned their butts. At this the Xibalbans laughed again. They began to shriek with laughter, the laughter rose up like a serpent in their very cores, all the lords of Xibalba laughed themselves right down to their blood and bones.
"Just go in the house. Your torch and cigars will be brought to your sleeping quarters, the boys were told.
After that they came to the Dark House. They Xibalbans shared their thoughts
"Let us just sacrifice them tomorrow. It can only turn out to be quick death, they will die because of our ball, White Dagger, a round knife, covered with bone to make it smooth.
And One and Seven Hunahpu went inside Dark House. And then their torch was brought, only one torch, already lit, sent by One and Seven Death, along with a cigar for each of them, already lit. When these were brought to One and Seven Hunahpu they were cowering in the dark. When the bearer of the torch and cigars each already lit arrived he said to them:
"Be sure to return this torch and these cigars in the morning just as they look now. They must be returned intact. " The boys could not decide how that can be done so they finished the cigars and the torch that had been brought to them.
Xibalba is packed with tests, heaps and piles of tests.
This is the first one: The Dark House. This is the second one: Rattling House, heavy with cold inside, whistling with drafts, clattering with hail. A deep chill comes inside here.
And the third: Jaguar House, with jaguars alone inside jostling one another, crowding together, with gnashing their teeth, scratching around, locked up inside Jaguar House.
Bat House is the name of the fourth test, with bats alone inside the house, squeaking, shrieking, darting through the house. The bats are shut inside, they can not get out.
And the fifth is named Razor House, with blades alone inside. The blades are moving back and forth, ripping and slashing through the house.
These are the first tests of Xibalba, but One and Seven Hunahpu never entered into any but the first.
And when One and Seven Hanuhpu went back before One and Seven Death, they were asked:
"Where are my cigars? What of my torch? They were brought to you last night."
We finished them your lordship."
"Very well. This very day, your day is finished, you will die, you will disappear and we shall break you apart. Here you will hide you faces as you are to be sacrificed." said One and Seven Death.
And then they were sacrificed and buried. They were buried at the Place of Ball Game Sacrifice, as it is called. The head of One Hunahpu was cut off, only his body was buried with his younger brother.
"Put his head in the fork of the tree, the tree bore fruit. It never bore fruit before, but now it did with the head of One Hunahpu put into the fork of it.
This is the calabash tree, or the "head of One Hunahpu".
And then One and Seven Death were amazed at the fruit of the tree. The fruit grows out of everywhere and it isn't clear where the head of One Hunahpu is: now look it looks just the way the calabashes look. All the Xibalbans see this when they come to look.
The state of the tree loomed large in their thoughts, because it came about at the same time the head of One Hunahpu was put into the fork of that tree.
"No one is to pick the fruit, nor is anyone to go beneath the tree," they said. They restricted themselves, all of Xibalba held back.
It isn't clear which is the head of One Hunahpu now it is exactly the same as the fruit of the tree. A maiden heard about it and here we shall tell of her arrival.
Here is the account of a maiden, the daughter of a lord named Blood Gatherer.
And this is when a maiden heard of it, the daughter of a lord, her name was Blood Woman.
And when her father heard of the fruit of the tree and how it came about, he retold it to his daughter. And she was amazed at the account:
I am not acquainted with that tree. Is it's fruit sweet?"
Next she went all alone and arrived where the tree stood. It stood at the Place of Ball Game Sacrifice.
"What is the fruit of this tree? The fruit should not be wasted. I shall pick one." said the maiden.
The bone in the fork of the tree spook.
"Why do you want a mere bone, a round thing in the branches of a tree. Surely you don't want it."
"I do want it."
Very well, stretch out your right hand here so I can see it."
She stretched out her right hand, up to where it was in front of the bone.
The bone spit out its saliva, which landed squarely on the hand of the maiden.
She looked at her hand right away, but her hand was not wet.
"It is a sign I have given you, my saliva, my spittle. This my head, has nothing on it, just bone. It is the same with the head of a great lord, it is just the flesh around the bone that make you think he something other than a skull. When he dies people are frightened by his bones. After his death his sons are like his saliva, his spittle, whether it be the son of a lord, or the son of a craftsman, or an orator. The father does not disappear, but goes on. Neither dimmed nor destroyed is the face of a lord, a warrior, a craftsman, an orator. Rather he will leave his daughters and sons. So it is that I have done likewise through you. Now go up there on the face of the earth, you will not die. Keep the word. So be it." said the head of One and Seven Hunahpu, for they were of one mind when they did this deed.
This was the word of Hurricane, Newborn Thunderbolt, Raw Thunderbolt had given them. In this way by the time the maiden returned to her home, she had been given many more instructions. Right away something came into her belly, from the saliva alone, and this was the generation of Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
And when the maiden got home and six months had passed, she was found out by her father, Blood Gatherer.

And after the maiden was noticed by her father, when she was now with child, all the lords then shared their thoughts - One and Seven Death along with Blood Gatherer.
"This daughter of mine is with child lords. It is just a bastard Blood Gatherer said when he joined the lords.
"Very well, get her to open her mouth. If she doesn't tell then sacrifice her. Go far away and sacrifice her."
"Very well your lordships." And then he questioned his daughter.
"Who is responsible for the child in your belly, my daughter?" he asked.
"No man whose face I have known." she replied.
"Very well. It really is a bastard you carry! Take her away for sacrifice, you Military Keepers of the Mat. Bring back her heart in a bowl, so the lords can take it in their hands this very day."
The owls, the four of them, left carrying the bowl. When they left they took the maiden by the hand, bring along the White Dagger, the instrument of sacrifice.
"It would not turn out well if you sacrificed me, messengers, because it is not a bastard that's in my belly. What is in my belly generated all by itself when I went to marvel at the head of One Hunahpu which is there at the Place of Ball Game Sacrifice. So please stop, do not do your sacrifice messengers,." said the maiden. Then the messengers talked:
"What shall we use in place of her heart?"
"Bring back her heart. The lords will take it in their hands. They will satisfy themselves it is her heart. They will make themselves familiar with its composition. Hurry, bring it back in a bowl, put her heart in the bow. This is what we have been told, so what else shall we deliver in the bowl? What we want is that you shall not die without your heart" said the messengers.
"My heart must not be theirs nor will your homes be here. Nor will you simply force people to die but hereafter what will be truly yours will be the true bearer of bastards. And hereafter, as for One and Seven Death, only blood, only nodules of sap will be theirs. So be it that these things are presented before them, and not that hearts are burned before them. So be it this the fruit of a tree, said the maiden. And it was red tree sap she went out to gather in the bowl.
After it congealed, the substitute for her heart became round. When the sap of the croton tree was tapped, tree sap like blood became the substitute for her blood. When she rolled the blood around inside there, the sap of the croton tree, it formed a surface like blood, glistening red now, round inside the bowl. When the tree was cut open by the maiden, the sap is what she called blood.
"So you have been blessed with he face of the earth. It shall be yours," she told the owls.
"Very well maiden. We will show you the way up there. You just walk on ahead. We have to deliver this duplicate of your heart before the lords,:" said the messengers.
And when they came before the lords they were all watching closely.
Has it turned out well? said One Death.
"It turned out well," said the messengers.
"So I will look," said One Death, and when he lifted it up with his fingers, its surface was soaked with gore, its surface glistened red like blood.
"Good. Stir up the fire, put it over the fire," said One Death.
After that they dried it over the fire, and the Xibalbans savored the aroma. They all ended up standing here, they leaned over it intently. The found the smoke of the blood to be truly sweet!
And while they stayed at their cooking, the owls went to show the maiden the way out. They sent her up through a hole to the earth, and then the guides returned below.
In this way the lords of Xibalba were defeated by a maiden; all of them were blinded.
And here, where the mother of One Monkey and One Artisan lived, was where the woman named Blood Woman arrived.
And when the Blood Woman came to the mother of One Monkey and One Artisan, her children were still in her belly, but it was not very long before the birth of Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
And when the woman came to the grandmother, the woman said to the grandmother:
"I have come , mother, madam. I'm your daughter in law and I'm your child mother and madam, " she said when she came before the grandmother.
"Where do you come from? As for my lastborn children didn't they die in Xibalba? And these two remain as their sign and their word: One Monkey and One Artisan are their names. So if you have come to see my children, get out of here!" the maiden was told by the grandmother.
"Even so, I really am your daughter in law. I am already his, I belong to One Hunahpu. What I carry is his. One Hunahpu and Seven Hunahpu are alive they are not dead. They have merely made way for the light to show itself, madam mother in law, as you will see when you look at the faces of what I carry," the grandmother was told.
And One Monkey and One Artisan have been keeping their grandmother entertained, they play and sing, all work is at writing and carving, every day, and this cheers the heart of their grandmother.
And then the grandmother said:
"I don't want you, no thanks, my daughter in law. It is just a bastard in your bellow, you trickster! These children of mine who are named by you are dead," said the grandmother.
"Truly, what I say to you is so!"
"Very well, my daughter in law, I hear you. So get going, get their food so they can eat. Go pick a big netful of corn, then come back, since you already my daughter in law, as I understand it." the maiden was told.
"Very well," the maiden replied.
After that, she went to the garden; One Monkey and One Artisan had a garden. The maiden followed the path they had cleared and arrived there in the garden, but there was only one clump, there was no other plant, no second or third. That one clump had borne its ears. So then the maiden's heart stopped:
"It looks like I am a sinner, a debtor! Where will I get the netful of food she asked for? she said. And then the guardians of food were called upon by her:

"Come thee, rise up, come thee, standup:
Generous Woman, Harvest Woman,
Cacao Woman, Cornmeal Woman,
thous guardian of the food of One Monkey, One Artisan,"

said the maiden.
And then she took hold of the silk, the bunch of silk at the top of the ear. She pulled it straight out, she didn't pick the ear, and the ear reproduced itself to make food for the net. It filled the big net.
And then the maiden went back to the grandmother. The animals carried her net. When she got back she went to the pack frame in the corner of the house, so it would look to the grandmother as if she had arrived with a load.
And then, when the grandmother saw the food, a big netful:
"Where did that food of yours come from? You've leveled the place! I'm gong to see if you have brought back our whole garden!" cried the grandmother.
And then she went off, she went to look at the garden, but the one clump was still there, and the place where the net had been put at the foot of it was still obvious.
And the grandmother came back in a hurry, and she got back home, and she said to the maiden:
"The sign is still there. You really are my daughter in law! I'll have to keep watching what you do. These grandchildren of mine are already showing genius," the maiden was told.
Now this is where we shall speak of the birth of Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
And this is their birth, we shall tell of it here.
Then it came to the day of their birth, and the maiden named Blood Woman gave birth. The grandmother was not present when they were born as they were born suddenly.
Tow of them were born, named Hunahpu and Xbalanque. They were born in the mountains, and then they came into the house. They were not sleeping:
"Throw them out of here! They're really loudmouths!" said the grandmother.
After that, when they put them on an anthill they slept soundly there. And when they removed them from there they put them in brambles next.
And this is what One Monkey and One Artisan wanted: that they should die on the anthill and died in the brambles. One Monkey and One Artisan wanted this because they were rowdy and jealous. They did not allow their younger brothers in the house at first, as if they did not even know them, but even as they flourished in the mountains.
And One Monkey and One Artisan were great flautists and singers, and they grew up going through great suffering and pain. It had cost them suffering to become great knowers. Through it all they became flautists, singers, and writers, and carvers. They did everything well. They simply knew it when they were born, they simply had genius. And they were the successors of their fathers who had gone to Xibalba and were killed.
Since One Monkey and One Artisan were great knowers, in their hearts they already realized everything when their younger brothers came into being, but they did not reveal their insights because of their jealousy. The anger in their hearts came down on their own heads; no great harm was done to the babies. They were decoyed by Hunahpu and Xbalanque, who merely went out shooting every day. These two got no love from their grandmother, or from One Monkey and One Artisan. They were not given their meals, the meals prepared for One Monkey and One Artisan had already eaten them before they got back home.
But Hunahpu and Xbalanque are not turning red with anger, rather just let it go, even though they know their proper place, which they see as clear as day. So they bring birds when they arrive each day, and One Monkey and One Artisan eat them. Nothing whatsoever is given to Hunahpu and Xbalanque, either one of them. All One Monkey and One Artisan do is play and sing.
Then Hunahpu and Xbalanque arrive one day but without bring their birds, so the grandmother turned red:
"What is you reason for not bring birds?" Hunahpu and Xbalanque were asked.
"There are some, our dear grandmother, but they are hung up in a tree, and we can not get them back dear grandmother. We would like our elder brothers to go with us to please go get the birds down, " they said.
"Very well. We will go with at dawn," the elder brothers replied.
The two young brothers gathered their thoughts on how to bring about the fall of One Monkey and One Artisan:
"We will turn their very being around with our words. So be it, since they have caused us great suffering. They wished we might disappear to die, we their younger brothers. Just as they wished us to be slaves here, so we shall defeat them here. We shall simply make a sign of it." they said to one another.
And then they went there beneath a tree, the kind named yellowwood, together with their elder brothers. When they got there they started shooting. There were countless birds up in the tree, chittering, and the elder brothers were amazed when they saw the birds. And not one of the birds fell from the tree.
"Those birds of ours do not fall down. Just thrown them down," they told their elder brothers.
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"Very well." And then the elder brothers climbed the tree and the tree began to grow, its trunk got thicker.
After that, they wanted to get down, but now One Monkey and One Artisan couldn't make it down from the tree. So they said, from up in the tree:
"How can we grab hold? You our younger brothers, take pity on us! Now this tree looks frightening to us, dear younger brothers," they said from up in the tree. Then Hunahpu and Xbalanque told them:
"Undo your pants, tie them around your hips, with the long end trailing like a tail behind you, and then you will be better able to move."
"All right."
And then they left the ends of their pants trailing, and all at once these became tails. Now they looked like monkeys.
After that they went along in the trees of the mountains small and great. They went through the forests, now howling, now keeping quiet in the branches of the trees.
Such was the defeat of One Monkey and One Artisan by Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
And when they got home they said, when they came to their grandmother and mother:
"Our dear grandmother, something has happened to our elder brothers. They have become shameless, they are like animals now."
"If you have done something to your elder brothers, you have knocked me down and stood me on my head. Please don't do anything to your elder brothers, my dear grandchildren," the grandmother said to Hunahpu and Xbalanque. And they told their grandmother:
"Don't be sad, our dear grandmother. You will see the faces of our elder brothers again. They will come but this will be a test for you our dear grandmother. Will you please not laugh while we test their destiny? they asked.
And then they began playing. They played "Hunahpu Monkey."
And then they sang, they played, they drummed. When they took up their flutes and drums, their grandmother sat down with them, then they played, they sounded out the tune, the song that go its name then. "Hunahpu Monkey" is the name of the tune.
And then One Monkey and One Artisan came back, dancing when they arrived.
And then when the grandmother looked it was their faces she saw. Then she laughed, the grandmother could not hold back her laughter, so they just left right away, our of her sight again, they went up and away in to the forest.
"Why are you doing that, our dear grandmother? We will only try four times, only three times are left. We will call them withall. flute, with song. Please hold back your laughter. We will try again." said Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
Next they played, then the monkeys came back, dancing again. They arrived again in the middle of the patio of the house. As before they did what was delightful, as before they tempted their grandmother to laugh. As before their grandmother laughed. The monkeys looked truly ridiculous, with the skinny little things below their bellies and their tails wiggling in front of their breasts. When they came back the grandmother had to laugh at them, and so they went back into the mountains.
"Why are you dong that, our dear grandmother? Even so we will try a third time now. " said Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
Again they played, again they came dancing, but their grandmother held back her laughter. Then they climbed up here, Cutting right across the building, with thin red lips, with faces blank, puckering their lips, wiping their mouths and faces, suddenly scratching themselves. And when the grandmother saw that She burst out laughing again and again the monkeys ran into the forest.
"Our dear grandmother, we will try one more time."
So for the fourth time the called on the flute, but the elder brothers did not come back from the forest.
"We tried our dear grandmother. They came at first, and we have tried calling them again. Do not be sad. We are here- we your grandchildren. Just love our mother dear grandmother. Our elder brothers will be remembered. So be it. They shall be called One Monkey and One Artisan," said Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
So they were prayed to by the flautists and singers among the ancient people, and the writers and carvers prayed to them. IN ancient times they turned into animals, they became monkeys, because they were jealous and abused their younger brothers. Just as they wished their younger brothers to be slaves, so they themselves became slaves. One Monkey and One Artisan were lost then, they became animals, and this is now their place forever.
Even so, they were flautists and singers, they did great things while they lived with their grandmother.

And now they began to act before their grandmother and mother. First they made a garden:
"We will do some gardening, our dear grandmother and mother," they said. "Don't worry. We are here we are your grandchildren, we are the successors of our elder brothers," said Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
And then they took up their axe, their mattock, their hoe, and each of them went off with a blowgun on his shoulder. They left the house having instructed their grandmother to give them their food:
"At midday, bring our food, dear grandmother," they said.
"Very well my dear grandchildren," said their grandmother.
After that they went to their gardening. They simply stuck their mattock in the ground, and the mattock cultivated the ground.
And it was not only the mattock that cultivated, but also the axe. In the same way, they stuck it in the trunk of a tree; in the same ways, it cut into the tree by itself, felling, scattering, felling all the trees and bushes, now leveling, mowing down the trees.
Just the one axe did it, and the mattock, breaking up thick masses of vegetation, countless stalks and brambles. Just one mattock was doing it, breaking up countless things, just clearing off whole mountains, small and great.
And then they gave instructions to the creature named the mourning dove. They sat on a big stump, and Hunahpu and Xbalanque said:
"Just watch for our grandmother bringing our food. Cry out right away when she comes, and then we will grab the mattock and the axe."
"very well," said the mourning dove.
All this time the gardening is being done by two implements, the brothers are shooting.
And as soon as the dove cries out they come running, one of them pulling the mattock and the other grabbing the hoe, and they are tying up their hair.
One of them deliberately rubs dirt on his hands, he dirties his face as well, so he is just like a real gardener.
And as for the other one, he deliberately dumps wood chips on his head so he is like a real woodcutter.
Once their grandmother has seen them eat, later they get home.
"We are ready for bed our dear grandmother." they say when they arrive. Deliberately they massage and stretch their legs, their arms in front of their grandmother.
When they went on the second day and arrived at the garden, it had all grown up high again. Every tree and bush, every stalk and bramble had put itself back together again.
"What is happening?" they said.
The animals small and great,: puma, jaguar, deer, rabbit, fox, coyote, peccary, coati, small birds, and large birds. They are the ones who did it, they did it in just one night.
So the brothers started the garden all over again. Just as before, the ground worked itself, along with the woodcutting.
The brothers shared their thoughts as the garden was cleared again.
"We will simply have to keep watch over our garden. Then whatever may be happening here we will find out about it." Then they went back home.
"How could we have lost the garden in one night, our dear grandmother? Our garden was tall thickets and groves all over again when we got there awhile ago." they said. " So we will go keep watch because what is happening to us is no good. " they said.
They went back to the clearing.
They took cover. From their well hidden spot they saw all the animals gathered together each sat on its haunches all the animals small and large.
They came in the middle of the night, and when they were all seated, here is what they said:
Arise, come together ,trees
Arise, come together, bushes.
Then the animals moved beneath the trees and then they came nearer, and then they showed their faces.
The first of those were the puma and jaguar. The boys leaped at them, but the animals eluded them. When the deer and rabbit came near, the boys only could grab their tails, which broke off in the hands, leaving those tails still attached shortened. But the fox, coyote and peccary, coati avoided the boys. All the animals stood in front of Hunahpu and Xbalanque.

So there was a fire in the brother's hearts because they could not catch the animals. One more animal came, the last one now, jumping as he came, then they cut him off. In their net they caught the rat.
The grabbed him and squeezed him behind the head. They tried to choke him, they burned his tail over a fire, which left no hair on the tail. The choked him till his eyes got red. The rat cried out.
" I will not die by your hand! Gardening is not your job, but there is something that is," said the rat.
"What is that? Go ahead and name it."
"Will you let me go then? My word is in my belly, and after I name it for you ,you will give me my morsel of food," said the rat.
"We will give you food, so name it." "Very well. It is something that belonged to your fathers, named One Hunahpu and Seven Hunahpu, who died in Xibalba. What remains is their gaming equipment. They left it up under the roof of the house: their kilts, their arm guards, their rubber ball. But your grandmother doesn't take these down in front of you, because these are the cause of your father's deaths.
"This sounds like the truth!" the boys cried.
There was great joy in their hearts when they got word of the rubber ball. When the rat had named it they gave the rat the food, his food of corn kernels, squash seeds, chili, beans, pataxte, cacao. These are the rat's food.
"If anything of yours is stored or gets wasted then gnaw away." they told the rat.
What will your grandmother say if she sees me?" asked the rat.
"Don't be fainthearted. We are here. We know what our grandmother needs to be told. We will set you up under the corner of the roof right away. When that is taken care of you will go straight to where the things were left, and we will look up there under the roof." they told the rat.
Hunahpu and Xbalanque made their plans overnight and arrived right at noon, and it was not obvious that they had a rat with them when they arrived. One of them went right inside the house when he reached it, while the other went to the corner of the house, quickly setting up the rat. And they asked their grandmother for their meal.
"We want chili sauce in our stew, dear grandmother," they said.
She ground chili for their stew. A bowl of broth was set out in front of them, but they were fooling the their grandmother and mother. They had emptied the water jar:
"We are really parched. Bring us a drink!" they told their grandmother
They were not really hungry but they made an appearance of eating.
They saw the rat reflected in their chili sauce. Here was the rat loosening the ball that had been left in the peak of the roof When they saw him in the chili sauce they sent a mosquito. He went to the water, he punctured the side of the grandmother's jar. The water gushed out from the side of the jar. She tried but she could not stop it before the water ran out.
"What has our grandmother done? We are choking for lack of water. Our throats are parched." they told their mother, and they sent her to help the grandmother.
The rat cut the ball loose. It dropped from beneath the roof, along with the yokes, arm guards, kilts. These were taken away. They hid them in the road to the ball court.
They went to join their grandmother and mother at the water both of whom could not stop the water flowing from the jar.
They boys arrived with their blowguns. When they arrived at the water:
"What is happening. We got weary so we came," they said.
"Look at the side of my jar!" cried the grandmother. The boys stopped it up.
They came back together ahead of their grandmother.

Happy now, they went to play ball at the court. They swept out the court of their fathers.
The noise of their game was heard by the lords Xibalba:
"Who has begun a game again, over our heads?" Don't they have any shame, stomping around this way? Didn't One and Seven Hunahpu die trying our patience? Deliver another summons," One and Seven Death said.
"Tell to them to come. We summon them to play a game with us in seven days." the lords told the messengers.
The messengers came along a wide roadway, the road to the house of the boys, which actually ended at the house, so that the messengers came directly to their grandmother. The boys were playing ball in the court far from the house.
"They are to come before the lords of Xibalba. In seven days a game will take place," Xmucane was told.
"Very well. The will go when the day comes messengers," said the grandmother.
So now the grandmothers heart was broken.
"How can I send for my grandchildren? Isn't it really Xibalba, just as it was when the messengers came long ago, when their fathers went to die?" said the grandmother, sobbing at home by herself.
After that, a louse fell on her elbow, moving around in fit and starts.
"Little one, perhaps you might like to take my message to where my grandchildren play in the ball court." The louse takes the message, that messenger has come to your grandmother, that messenger said that you are to come to Xibalba in seven days to play ball. " Off went the louse in fits and starts. On the road was a boy named Tamazul, the toad.
"Where are you going?" said the toad to the louse.
"My word is contained in my belly. I am going to the two boys," said the louse to Tamazul.
"But I notice you are not very fast. Wouldn't you like me to swallow you? You will arrive fast as I will hop quickly over to them." "Fine" said the louse. The louse was swallowed up by the toad who sauntered towards the boys.
The toad met a big snake named Zaquicaz:
"Where are you going, Tamazul?" the toad was asked by Zaquicaz." "I am a messenger. My word is in my belly." "I notice you are not fast. Listen to me. I can slither very fast. Let me swallow you up, and I shall go right away to the boys."
The toad was swallowed by Zaquicaz.
So the snake was running as he went, then the snake was met from overhead by a laughing falcon, a large bird. The snake was swallowed up by the falcon, and then he arrived above the court. When hawks get their food, they eat snakes in the mountains.
And when the falcon arrived at the ball court he alighted on the rim of it. Hunahpu and Xbalanque saw the falcon.
The falcon cried out: "Wakk-ko! Wak-ko!".
"Get our blowguns" one said to the other.
They shot the falcon right in his eye. Wobbling, he fell down and they went there to grab him, when he said to them:
"My word is contained in my belly. It is a message for you. But heal my eye first, then I shall name it." said the falcon.
They took a bit of gum off the surface of the ball, then they put it on the eye of the falcon. "Sorrel gum" was their name for it. As soon as it was treated by them the vision of the eye became good again.
"So name it," they said to the falcon, and then he vomited a big snake.
"Speak up," they said to the snake.
"Yes," he said, then he vomited the toad.

What is your errand? Tell it!" they said to the toad.
"The word is contained in my belly," the toad said, and then he tried to throw up, but there was no vomit, just drool. He was trying but there was no vomit.
After that, he had to be kicked by the boys.
"You trickster!" he was told, then they kicked him in the rear, and they crushed the bones of his rear end with their feet. When he tried again, he sort of spit.
And then they pried the toad's mouth open. The searched his mouth, and the louse had simply stuck in the toad's teeth, it was right there in his mouth. He hadn't actually swallowed it.
The poor toad became meat for the snake.
"Tell it," the louse was told next, so then he named his word:
"Boys your grandmother says: 'Summon them. A message has come for them from Xibalba, from One and Seven Death:' "In seven days they are to come here before us. We will play ball. Their gaming equipment must come along, rubber balls, yokes, arm guards and kilts. This will make for some excitement here," says the lords, says your grandmother."
"This is the truth!" cried the boys. When they heard they left at once and got to their grandmother, but they went there only to give their grandmother instructions.
"We re on our way, dear grandmother. We are just giving you instructions. So here is the sign of our word. We'll leave it with you. Each of us will plant and ear of corn. We will plant them in the center of our house. When the corn dries up, this will be a sign of our deaths."
"Perhaps they died" you will say when it dries up. And when the sprouting comes, you will say:
"Perhaps they live," you will say our dear grandmother and mother. From now on this is the sign of our word. We're leaving it with you." they said then they left.
Hanuhpu planted one and Xbalanque planted another. They planted right there in the house: neither in the mountains nor where the earth is damp, but where the earth is dry, in the middle of the inside of their house. They left them planted there, and went off, each with his own blowgun.

They went down to Xibalba, quickly going down the face of a cliff, and they crossed over the bottom of a canyon with rapids. They passed right through the birds - the ones called throng birds - and they crossed the Pus River and Blood River, intended as traps by Xibalba. They did not step in but crossed them on their blowguns. They went on over the Crossroads. But they knew about the roads of Xibalba: Black Road, White Road, Red Road, Green Road.
And there they summoned that creature named the mosquito. Having heard that he is a spy, they send him ahead.
"Bite them one by one. First bite the first one seated there, then bite every last one of them, and it will be yours alone to suck the blood of people on the roads," the mosquito was told.
"Very well," said the mosquito. He took the Black Road and stopped at the two manikins, the woodcarvings that were seated first. They were all dressed up, and he bit the first of them. It did not speak, so he bit again. When he bit the one sited second, again it did not speak, and then he bit the third one, the one seated third being One Death himself.
"Yeow!" said the One as he was bitten.
"What is it?"
"Something has bitten me."
"Yeow!" said the one seated fourth.
"What is it, Seven Death?" said the One Death.
"Something has bitten me."
"Ow, Ow" said the next.
"What, House Corner?" Seven Death said to him.
"Something has bitten me." "Ouch!" "What is it Blood Gatherer" said House Corner to him. "Something has bitten me." Each in turn was bitten, in the order they are seated: after Blood Gather it was Pus Master, then Jaundice Master, Bone Scepter, Skull Scepter, Wing, Packstrap, Bloody Teeth, Bloody Claws and so on, each naming the next until everyone had named the one below them. "
The mosquito returned to Hunahpu and Xbalanque and told them all it had heard in the very order they had heard it.
Hunahpu and Xbalanque came before the Xibalbans and said:
"Bid the lords good day," one of the lords, who was a deceiver said, "These aren't lords, these are manikins. woodcarvings," they said as they came up.
Then they turned to the others after the manikins and bid them good morning"
Good morning, One Death, Seven Death, House Corner, Blood Gatherer, Pus Master, Jaundice Master , Bone Scepter, Skull Scepter, Wing, Packstrap, Bloody Teeth, Bloody Claws. "
"Sit here," they were told, and the hot slab of stone was pointed to.
"This bench is not for us! It is just a stone slab for cooking," said Hannah and Xbalanque. They were not fooled.
"Very well. Just get in the house." They entered the Dark House, the first test of Xibalba, and all the Xibalbans thought the boys were good as defeated.
First they entered Dark House.
The messenger came with the torch and the two lit cigars. " You must return them to the lords intact, the torch and the cigars."
"Very well, " they said. They did not burn the torch, but used the feathers of a macaw to simulate the flames. They used two fireflies to make it look as if the cigars were burning all night."
The next morning when the lords looked at the torch, it was not consumed. When they looked at the cigars, they were not consumed.
"What is this? " they asked themselves. "Who are these people? Who begot them, where did they come from? They are doing us no good, our hearts are heavy because we have not fooled them. They are different in looks, and different in their very being."
When all the lords were gathered, One and Seven Deaths asked them, "Where might you have come from?"
"We don't know." said the boys.
"Let us play ball them," said the lords.
"Good," said the boys.
"Here is our ball," said the lords.
" No thanks, here is ours, " replied the boys.
"No, we must use ours, " said the Xibalbans.
"Fine." said the boys.
" It is a decorated ball."
"No, it is a skull." said the boys.
"No it is not," said the Xibalbans.
The Xibalba sent the ball towards the boys, who stopped it with Hunahpu's yoke.
Then while everyone watched, the White Dagger came out of the ball, and twisted and clattering all over the floor of the court.
"What is this?" said the boys. "Death is the only thing you want of us. You summoned us, and you try now to kill us. Play fair you we will just leave. You are bad hosts."
"Alright. Don't go. We can still play ball put we will use yours in the play."
"Very well," they said and this time their rubber ball was dropped into play.
"What shall the prize be?" asked the Xibalbans.
"It is yours for the asking" was all the boys said.
"We will take four bowls of flowers when we win," said the Xibalbans.
"What kind of flowers," asked the boys.
"One bowl of red petals, one bowl of white petals, one bowl of yellow petals, and one bowl of whole flowers," said the Xibalbans.
The boys were equal to the Xibalbans in their strength and made many plays, since they only had very good thoughts. Then the boys gave themselves up in defeat, and the Xibalbans were glad when they were defeated.
"We have done well. We have beaten them on the first try," said the Xibalbans.
"Before the night is over you must hand over our flowers and our prize, " the boys, Hunahpu and Xbalanque were told by Xibalba.
"So we are playing ball at night," they said when they accepted their charge.
And after that, the boys entered the Razor House, the second test of Xibalba.
It was intended to kill them. But they did not die. They spoke to the knives then. They instructed them:
"This is yours: the flesh of all the animals," they told the knives, and they no longer moved, rather each and every knife put down its point.
So the boys stayed overnight in Razor House. During the night they summoned all the ants:
Cutting ants, conquering ants, come now,
all of you fetch all of them for us: flowers in bloom, prizes for lords."
"Very well," they said onto the ants. The ants went to get the flowers, the plantings of One and Seven Death, who had already given instructions to the guardians of the flowers of Xibalba:
"Please watch our flowers? Do not let them get stolen. As we have defeated those boys, they will come looking for the prize they owe us? Do not sleep tonight."
"Very well," they replied, but the guardians of the plants. But all night they went from branch to branch, from tree to tree singing the same song:
Whip-poor-will! Whip-poor-will!
The two of them are the guards of the garden, the garden of the One and Seven Deaths, but they don't notice the ants stealing the flowers, swarming over them, climbing the trees, cutting them off and carting them away, for the guards are yawning so much singing their songs that they never notice the nibbling at their own tails and wings while the flowers rain down into the four bowls.
"They must bring our prizes right now," said the Xibalbans as the night came to a close.
And the boys appeared with four bowls filled with flowers, and each lord had a pained expression on their face.
With this the Xibalbans were defeated. The ants had sent mere ants; in just one night the ants had taken the flowers and put them in the bowls.
The Xibalbans looked sick, they paled at the sight of the flowers.
After that they summoned the flower guards:
"How id you allow our flowers to get stolen? These are our flowers." "We were singing and yawning all the night long, and did not notice although our feathers are worse for it." "The lords split the guardians mouths wide open, their payment for the theft they had allowed of what was under their guard.
So now the ball was dropped, another game began, and this time they played to a tie. When they finished the game it was agreed that they would play at dawn again. And they were sent to the next house.
And now they entered Cold House. There are countless drafts, thick falling hail inside the house, the home of cold. They diminished the cold right away by shutting it out. The cold dissipated because of the boys. They did not die, but were alive when it dawned.
So, although Xibalba had wanted them to die there, they did not and were alive when it dawned.
"Why haven't they died?" said the rulers of Xibalba. Again they were amazed by the feats of the boys, Hunahpu and Xbalanque.
So next they entered Jaguar House, the jaguar packed home:
"Do not eat us. Here is something that is more fun to have than us.
With that the boys scattered bones before the animals.
The jaguars wrestled over the bones.
"They have worried the bones. They have eaten their very fill. " said the boys. To the despair of the guards, the next morning, the boys came out of Jaguar House.
"What sort of people are they? Where did they come from?" said all the Xibalbans.
So next they entered the midst of the fire, a house of fire with only fire alone inside. They were not burned by it, just toasted, just simmered, so they were comfortable when it dawned. So although the Xibalbans expected them to be quickly killed in there, the boys were not. The Xibalbans lost heart.
Now they were put inside Bat House, with bats alone inside the house, snatch bats, monstrous bats, their teeth like knives, the instruments of death. To come before these is to be finished off at once.
When they were inside they just slept in their blowguns; they were not bitten by the bats. But this is where their cleverness was shown in its entirety.
For much of the night the bats were making noise:
Squeak, Squeak
they say.
and then they quiet down, no longer squeaking, no longer moving.
"Hunahpu, can you see how long it is till dawn?"
"Perhaps I should look to see how long it is."
So he tried to look out of the muzzle of the blowgun to see the dawn.
A snatch bat was taken off Hanuhpu's body still in the blow gun.
"What is going on? Is it dawn?" said Xbalanque. No longer did Hunahpu move.
For a while Xbalanque despaired, "Ah, we have given it all up!". The head of Hanuhpu went rolling into the court of the Xibalbans and they rejoiced at the sight.
Xbalanque summoned all the animals: coati, peccary, all the animals, small and great. It was at night, still night time when he asked them for their food:
"Each of you bring your foods here to me."
"There is the one who brought his rotten wood."
"Here is the one who brought leaves.
"Here is the one who brought stones.
"Here is the one who brought earth.
All though the night, the animals came with their food, until the last one, the coati, brought a squash, bumping it along with his snout as he came.
And Xbalanque carved eyes into it, the thinker of the sky gave the brains, this from the Heart of Sky,. Hurricane, who came down came into the Bat House. Carefully worked was the face so that it came out well. It strengths was not the same as the head, but it was handsome and it could speak just the same."
Now the dawn began, when the possum said, "Make the streaks.".
And Hurricane, took the streaks from the sky, and made it dark again. And people even now say that Possum is making streaks when they see the early red and blue in the sky.
"Is it not good?" this simulated head of Hunahpu was asked.
"Very good indeed," he replied. His head was if it had every bone, it had become like his real head.
"Do not play the ball yourself. You just make lots of threats, while I will be the one to take all the action," Xbalanque told him. After that, he gave instructions to a rabbit:
"You place is there above the court, on top. Stay there in the oaks. " Xbalanque told the rabbit. "When the ball comes to you, then take off while I get to work," the rabbit was told, while the sky was still dark.
After that when it dawned both of them looked just as well as ever.
When the ball was dropped in the court, it was the head of Hunahpu that rolled over the court:
We have won! You are done!
Give up! You have lost.

Hunahpu shouted, "Punt the head as a ball".
Xibalba sent off the ball and Xbalanque stopped it with his yoke and struck it into the oaks where the rabbit grabbed it and ran off into the woods. The Xibalbans cried out and everyone of them took after the rabbit.
Fast was the rabbit, and round the tree he rushed into the court, over to Xbalanque, who took the head, and pulled the squash from the body of Hunahpu and put his head on it instead. Then he put the squash on the court.
"Come back!" cried out the boys. "We have found the ball. Come back now. We are ready to play again."
Then both sides began again, and they made equal plays on both sides.
The squash was punted by Xbalanque. The squash was wearing out. It fell apart on the court.
"Where did that come from?" cried the Xibalbans
With this the lords of Xibalba were defeated by Hunahpu and Xbalanque. There was great danger faced, but they did not die from all the things that were done to them.
And now for the epitaph, the death of Hunahpu and Xbalanque. They did not die from the tests of Xibalba, or the vicious animals that inhabit Xibalba.
The midmost seers, like reader, knowers Xulu, Pacam by name was summoned by the boys.
"Death is inevitable. The lords of Xibalba are thinking how to overcome us, and when we die they will come to question you how to keep us dead. Here is what you can say:
" ' Shall we dump their bones in the canyon?' they shall ask of you. ' Perhaps not you shall say, they may come back to life again,' you shall say.
'Perhaps we can hang them in a tree they will say.', but you shall tell them, ' you shall see their faces,' so they will ask you:
'Shall we dump their bones in the river?' and you shall say, ' This is a good death for them, for their bones will grind on stone, just as corn is refined into flour, so:
'Spill them into the river,
sprinkle them on the water's way
among the mountains, small and great,'
you will say, and then you will carry out the instructions we name for you" said Hunahpu and Xbalanque. When they gave these instructions they already knew they would die.
The Xibalbans have a great stone oven. They cook sweet drink in it, opened it to a great width. After opening it, the lords One and Seven Deaths tell their messengers. "Bring the boys, so they can see the treat we have cooked up for them."
And off the messengers went. Back they came with Hunahpu and Xbalanque. There the Xibalbans tried to force them to play a game.
"Here, let us jump over our drink four times, clear across, one of us after the other boys, " they were told by One Death.
"You can not fool us. We know what our death will be." And each of the boys faced each other, clasped their hands, and then plunged head first into the oven.
And there they died together, and now all the Xibalbans were happy, raising their shouts, raising their cheers.
"We have beaten them. They did give up easily."
After that they summoned Xulu and Pacam, who kept their word: the bones went into the river. Once the Xibalbans had done the divinations, the bones were ground and spilled into the river, but they did not go far, they sank to the bottom, and they became handsome boys; they looked the same as before.
And on the fifth day they reappeared. They were seen in the water by the people. The two of them looked like channel catfish when their faces were seen by Xibalba. And having germinated in the waters, they appeared the day after that as two vagabonds, with rags before and rags behind, and rags all over too. They seemed unrefined when they were examined by Xibalba: they acted different now.
They danced the Dance of the PoorWill, the Dance of the Weasel, the Dance of the Armadillos.
They danced Swallowing Swords, and Walking On Stilts.
They performed many miracles now. They would set fire to a house, and as it was burning, suddenly bring it back. Now Xibalba was full of admiration for the boys.
Next they would sacrifice themselves, one of them dying for the other, stretched out as if in death. First they would kill themselves, but then they would suddenly look alive again. The Xibalbans could only admire what they did.
The news of their dances came to the ears of the lord, One and Seven Death. They said:
"Who are these two vagabonds? Are they really such a delight? Their dancing so pretty? They do everything, so have them come to us, and entertain us," said the lords to messengers.
"We are too ashamed, we two vagabonds, " they told the messengers, "we are too poorly dressed to appear before the lords, we would look like mere dancers to them. What would we say to our fellow vagabonds? There are others we wish to dance with today, to liven up things with us so we cannot also do that with the lords."
Even so, they were beseeched and ordered, and so through troubles, through torments, they walked slowly, and then the messengers came back to keep them on track to the lords." And they came to the lords. Feigning great humility, they bowed their heads all the way to the ground when they arrived. The brought themselves low, doubled over, flattened out, down to the rags to the tatters. They really abased themselves.
So then they were asked what their mountain and tribe were, and they were also asked about their mother and father.
"We have never know lord. We do not know the identity of our mother and our father. We must have been small when they died," was all they said. They did not give any names.
"Then entertain us. What do you want for payment?" they were asked.
"We do not want anything. We are afraid." they told the lord.
"Do not be afraid. Do not be ashamed. Just dance this way, sacrifice yourself, and set fire to my house. Act all the things you know. We want to be entertained. This is our heart's desire, the reason you had to be sent for, dear vagabonds. We shall give you payment," they were promised.
So they began their songs and dances. The spectators crowded the floor, and they danced everything: the Weasel, the Poorwill, the Armadillo. The lord said to them:
"Sacrifice my dog, then bring him back to life again."
So they said:
When they scarified the dog
he then came back to life.
And that dog was really happy
when he came back to life.
Back and forth he wagged his tail
when he came back to life.
The lord said to them:
"Set my house on fire," and so then they set fire to the home of the lord. The house was packed with all the lords, but they were not burned. They quickly fixed it up again, lest the house of One Death be consumed all at once, and all the lords were amazed, and they went on dancing this way. They were overjoyed.
Then the lord said:
"Kill a person,! Make a sacrifice without death!"
Then they took hold of a human sacrifice.
And they held up a human heart on high.
And they showed its roundness to the lords.
And now One and Seven Death admired it, and now that person was brought back to life. His heart was overjoyed when he came back to life, and the lords were amazed.
"Sacrifice yourselves. Let us see it! That is the dance we really want to see.
So they sacrificed themselves.
And so Hunahpu, one by one, his legs and his arms were spread wide. His head came off, rolled far away outside. His heart, dug out, was smothered in a leaf, and all the Xibalbans went crazy at the sight.
Xbalanque danced, and he said, "Get up," and Hunahpu came back to life. The two of them were overjoyed at this, the likewise the lords rejoiced, as if they were doing it themselves. One and Seven Death were as glad at heart as if they themselves were doing the dance.
And then the hearts of the lords were filled with longing, with yearning for the dance of Hunahpu and Xbalanque so then One and Seven Death said:
Do it to us! Sacrifice us!" they said "Sacrifice both of us!" said One and Seven Death to Hanuhpu and Xbalanque.
"Very well. We are not death, you should come back. We wish to make you happy, along with the vassals of your domain."
So the ruler of Xibalba, One Death was sacrificed first. Then Seven Death. And they did not come back to life.
The Xibalbans were getting up to leave, having seen the heart sacrifice there for the true purpose: to destroy them.
The boys defeated the rulers of Xibalba through self-transformation. The vassals of the lord fled through the great canyon, in one single mass they filled up the deep abyss, like ants they tumbled down he canyon.
And then they named their names, before all of Xibalba.
"Listen, we shall name our names, and we shall also name the names of our fathers for you. Here we are: we are Hunahpu and Xbalanque by name. And these are our fathers, the ones you killed. One Hunahpu and Seven Hunahpu by name. And we are to clear the torments and troubles of our fathers. And so we have suffered all the troubles you have caused us. And so we are putting an end to all of you. We are going to kill you. No one can save you now. "
All the Xibalbans got down on the ground and cried out:
"Take pity on us, Hunahpu and Xbalanque. It is true that we wronged your fathers, the ones you name. They are buried at the Place of Ball Game Sacrifices. "
"Here is our word. All of you Xibalbans listen, because of this your day and your descendants will not be great. Moreover the gifts you receive will no longer be great, but reduced to nodules of sap. There will be no cleanly blotted blood for you, just griddles, just gourds, brittle things broken into pieces. Further, you will only feed on creatures of the meadow and clearings. None of those who are born in the light, begotten in the light will be yours. Only the worthless will yield themselves up before you. These will be the guilty, the violent, the wretched, the afflicted. Whenever the blame is clear, that is where you will come in, rather than just making sudden attacks on people in general. And you will hear petitions over sap," all the Xibalbans were told.
Such was the beginning of their disappearance and the denial of their worship.
Their ancient day was not a great one,
these ancient people only wanted conflict,
their ancient names are not really divine,
but fearful is the ancient evil of their faces.

They are makers of enemies, users of owls,
they are inciters to wrongs and violence,
they are masters of hidden intentions
they are black and white,
masters of stupidity, masters of perplexity.

Such was the loss of their greatness and brilliance. This was accomplished by Hunahpu and Xbalanque.

And this is their grandmother, crying and calling out in front of the corn ears they left planted. Corn plants grew, then dried up.
And this was when they were burned in the oven; then the corn plants grew again.
When their grandmother burned something, she burned copal before the corn as a memorial to them. There was happiness in their grandmother's heart the second time the corn plants sprouted. Then the ears were deified by their grandmother, and she gave them names: Middle of the House, Middle of the Harvest, Living Corn, Earthen Floor became their names.
Then she named the ears Middle of the House, Middle of th4e Earth because they had planted them right in the middle of their home.
She further named them Earthen Floor, Living Corn since the corn ears were placed above an earthen floor.
She named them Living Corn because the corn plants had grown again. So they were named by Xmucane. They had been left behind, planted by Hunahpu and Xbalanque, simply as a way for their grandmother to remember them.
And the first to die, a long time before, had been their fathers, One Hunahpu and Seven Hunahpu. And they saw the face of their father again, there in Xibalba. Their father spoke to them again when they had defeated the Xibalbans.

And they put their father back together again. They put Seven Hunahpu back together. They went to the Court of Ball Sacrifices to put him together. He had wanted his face to become just as it was, but when he was asked to name everything, he found the name of the mouth, nose and eyes of his face, there was very little else to be said. Although his mouth could not name the names of each of his former parts, he had spoken again.
"You will be prayed to here," his sons told him, and his heart was comforted. "You will be the first resort, and you will be the first to have your day kept by those who will be born in the light, begotten in the light. Your name will not be lost. So be it." they told their father when they comforted this heart.
"We merely cleared your death of all the losses, the pains the suffering that was inflicted on you."
Then the boys ascended into the middle of the light, and they ascended straight into the sky, one being the sun, one being the moon. The Four Hundred Boys of Zipacna came with them. They came with them as their stars in the sky. When the day comes, when the night comes the two Hunahpu and Xbalanque, one or the other is always present.

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