RETURN OF THE BRUJO
CHAPTER NINE
by
BlackFury
The Brujo stood over the unconscious form of Karen Simms
stretched out on her bed, mummuring as he held his hands over her.
She had a very powerful connection to his target and so far, it was
working in his favor. He was fully concentrated on the unexpected
battle he was involved in.
He was so determined to accomplish his goal that he never
heard the apartment door open and knew nothing until the butt of a
Desert Eagle crashed down on the back of his head. He dropped like a
stone as Kermit gathered Karen into his arms, cradling her head
against his shoulder. He then turned to Caine.
"What do we do with him?" An unexpected voice made them look
around. Lo Si stood there.
"We will deal with him, my friends. Take the Captain to
Caine's apothecary. Go." The two left with the unconscious woman,
leaving Lo Si standing over the crumpled form of the Brujo. Then, he
pulled a white crystal medallion from under his robes. With a flash
of pure, white light, both men disappeared.
Caine handed the ex-mercenary the pendant the Dali Lama had
handed to him and Kermit slipped it over Karen's head.
He looked up at his friend, anguish in his blue eyes. Kwai Chang
smiled, laying a hand on the younger man's shoulder.
"Bring her, we will go to my apothecary. There are herbs
that will help in her recovery. She will awaken soon, freed of his
domination and she will need your reassurance. Hopefully, she will
remember nothing of what he forced her to do." Kermit nodded. He
and Caine left to take Karen to the kwoon.
In Peter's room, his body slumped and Damon staggered back
into his father's arms. In a few moments, Peter stirred and looked
up, his eyes bleary. He then looked around more.
"Grandfather? Uncle Damon? What happened? Where's Father?"
Then, he saw someone he never expected to see. He sat up straight.
"Your Holiness, why are you here?" The Dali Lama spread out
his hands in a gesture eerily reminiscent of Lo Si and bowed.
"Your father asked for my assistance and I was glad to be
able to come. Your father is helping rescue another of the
sorcerer's victims. The Brujo will trouble you no more, my young
friend. His hold on you has been broken." Peter looked back at his
Uncle and saw the forearms.
"You really are shaolin? I thought at first that I just
dreamed it." Damon smiled and Peter could sense how his uncle's
whole attitude and demeanor were different, more peaceful, more like
a Caine. Mathew had a very proud smile on his weathered face. Peter
nodded to himself.
"You helped me the way I helped Father when he faced his
trial as a Shambhala Master. Your energy helped me fight him off.
Uncle, thank you." Peter embraced his uncle and Damon smiled.
"You are family, Peter. I did learn that family is very
important. I couldn't let anything happen to you. Now, go to your
father." Peter nodded and left. Mathew looked at his son and the
Dali Lama.
"Should we leave or visit my other son?" The Dali Lama
nodded and they headed for Caine's apothecary.
Peter walked in and saw Karen on the raised platform, his
father working on her and Kermit watching from the door. Peter laid
his hand on his friend's shoulder. Kermit smiled when he saw his
partner.
"She'll be fine, Kermit, you do know that? Dad needs my
help." Kermit nodded silently as Peter joined his father.
TBC
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