RETURN OF THE BRUJO

CHAPTER SEVEN

by

BlackFury



Mathew, the Dali Lama and Damon were on board the private

jet, heading for Carlsburg, NY. While they journeyed, Mathew told

his younger son everything they knew about what was happeneing to

Peter. The two then linked their chi in an attempt to reach the

younger shaolin but they were being blocked.



Damon was silent and then had an idea of his own to try once

they arrived so, all three men sat back and meditated until the plane

touched down. They were met at the airport by the Ancient, a broad

smile on the weatherbeaten, winzed face. He bowed low to the first

man and inclined his head to the others.



"Come, Peter is confined, for the moment and his father and

Kermit Griffin are keeping watch." He shot a look at the Dali Lama.



"You know why the Brujo is waiting." The small, yet powerful

man smiled a serene smile.



"Yes, my old friend, I do know and, the sorcerer is not as

powerful as he believes. Peter's newly awakened shaolin talents are

keeping him even more at bay than he realizes. Come, we must free

him from the Brujo's influence once and for all."



All of them climbed into the limo and were soon on their way

to Peter's apartment. Damon conversed with the Ancient in low tones,

seeking and recieving advice on how to comport himself once they

arrived. Mathew sent a message to his son.



"Kwai, we are soon to arrive. Have no fear, we know what the

Brujo wants my grandson to do and he will not succeed. Be patient

and all will be well." Caine looked over at Kermit, who was on the

sofa, worry plainly etched on his rugged face.



"Help is coming, my friend. Soon, my son will be free from

this sorcerer, forever." Kermit had his shades off and his blue eyes

were filled with concern for his friend.



"I hope you're right, Caine, I really hope that you're

right." A knock on the apartment door brought both men to their feet

and Caine looked at the other.



"We shall soon see, my friend. The battle for my son's soul

is about to commence." He went to open the door. Kermit watched as

The Ancient came in, followed by Mathew Caine, Damon Caine and

finally, the Dali Lama.



Kermit whistled and said, under his breath,



"Talk about reinforcements."



In Peter's bedroom, the Brujo laughed in his head and Peter

could hear him speak.



"He's here. You are going to kill him, my young servant."

Peter's answer was flippant, as always.



"Oh, really? And just who do you want me to kill?" He

asked, dreading the answer. The sorcerer laughed loud on that.



"The Dali Lama. Then, you kill yourself."



TBC