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| The dream faded, as Kit's eyes suddenly popped open and he pushed himself up, to sit on the cold stone floor. "That's it! That's it Mama!" he whispered at the darkness. "I got him by the short hairs! I'm gonna roast his ass in hell! All I gotta do is find him and get his ass back here and then I can kill two birds with one stone! And this time he ain't gettin' away with nothin'!" He could almost feel her gentle caress on his cheek, when he heard her whisper in his mind. "Hurry, my Lamb. Your family needs you." Kit stood up, looking around and managed to find his rucksack and the candle. "Don't you worry Mama. Soon as I get this bastard taken care of, I'm comin' home to ya." Quickly he found a safe place to stash his rucksack, out of sight. When Kit dealt with Alan Skarzinski, it would be on Kit's terms and his alone. He took one last quick look around and headed out to find O'Connell. The sand storm was over and he climbed aboard , not realizing he was going back in the same direction he had come. All he knew was when he found Skarzinski, he would find a way to lure him to this little hole in the wall and wax his ass permanently. Shelby ([email protected]) October 29, 2003 With the sandstorm over, the hot desert sun once again beat down on Kit as he road toward his destiny. He didn't have any idea where he was going, but some unknown force was driving him. There was danger ahead of him, yet he had no fear. He knew what needed to be done, and he was prepared to do it at all costs. Now as the camel road on through the endless desert sand, Kit whistled the tune of a song called Angel Band, while patting his left pants pocket. Before starting on this journey, in anticipation that he might actually find Skarzinski, Kit ripped out a few pages of the Journal he had in his possession, to use as a bargaining chip to lure the sorry Son of a Bitch back to the Temple. "It won't be long now," he said, as he thought of his parents, and of the last time he had seen them alive. Before he could dwell on that time, in the distance he made out a campsite. As he drew closer Kit realized at long last he was within minutes, of getting his hands on the man who had caused him such pain, and almost instantly his heart began to beat a little faster. As if the Camel could read his thoughts, he began to snort and shuffle in the sand, and Kit immediately calmed himself down. "Easy, we don't want to let em know we are here," he said as he reached out and patted the side of O'Connell's neck. As he got closer to the camp site, he saw a few horses, and began to wonder if this was where he needed to be. Just to be on the safe side, Kit had O'Connell stop, and dismounted several feet from the tent, then gave him a smack, sending him on his way. Without even realizing it, he reached into his pocket, rubbing his hand over the rock, with which the pages of the Journal he possessed were wrapped around. A voice caught his attention, and a wide smile spread over his face as he recognized the one who was talking. This was it, it was now or never. He was within inches of the tent, when another voice caught his attention and he realized with dismay that the big Ape's wife was in there with that madman. Her words chilled him to the bone and for a moment all he could do was stand there as memories of his own mother's death came flooding back. "Please don't do this," he heard Evelyn say. When Skarzinski told her to shut up, that was all it took to set him in motion. Before he could blink he was at the entrance of the tent, and with determination, he drew the rock out of his pocket, opened the flap of the tent, then threw it, hitting his target on the back of his head. A sharp pain on the back of his head, caught Alan's attention and he spun around to see the boy who had escaped his grasp one to many times. "I thought you would have learned your lesson boy," he said as he began to approach Kit. Before Skarzinski could take another step, Kit raised his hand, wagging it back and forth. "Ah ah ah, you take one more step, and you won't get what you really want," he said, ignoring the shocked look on the Ape's face. Skarzinski stopped, not sure what the boy was talking about. "And what do you think I want?" he asked, knowing that he was for the moment safe from Rick, or Jonathan's grasp. "Why don't you turn back around and pick up that rock that hit that melon of yours and get a better look," came his saucy reply. Without taking his eyes off of Kit, knowing that the boy might get away again, or try something incredibly stupid, Skarzinski backed up, until he was standing over the rock. He picked it up and unwrapped the pages from it and read over the contents, realizing that the boy had the missing pieces he so desperately wanted. " Where is the rest of it?" he asked taking the pages and putting them into his own pocket. "Not so fast, if you want the rest, then you gotta get em on my terms," said Kit as he folded his arms across his chest, daring Skarzinski to make a wrong move, almost wishing he would so he could kill him and join the rest of his family in Heaven. "And what makes you think I will go along with what you want? I could kill you here, and still have everything I want," he said, though he knew now that he needed the boy to get the Scepter, and figure out how to work it. "Because I know where the Scepter is, and you don't." Standing perfectly still, Kit let Skarzinski grab ahold of him, and tried not to wince as the man's hand squeezed tight around his upper arm. "Not so fast asshole," he said as he kneed him in the balls, momentarily escaping his grasp. "You leave them out of this. I'm the one yah really want." A red haze clouded Alan's vision as he stood up, and again he grasped ahold of Kit. "That was a very stupid thing to do. I'll let you take me to my scepter, then I will kill you, and them," he said as he yanked the boy out of the tent, not realizing that his knife had fallen out of his pocket just inches away from where Evelyn was still tied up. Outside, he let Kit go, long enough to have him get on the back of his horse, then he got on behind him, giving him the reins as he reached into his other pocket and pulled out a gun. "Don't try anything stupid," he said as he held the gun to the boy's side. Kit held his tongue, knowing that the man holding the gun to his side was truly insane and that any wrong move could end all of this at the wrong time. He didn't answer Skarzinski as they began to ride off, and as a last thought, he hoped that the big Ape and his family would go home, though in his heart he knew if they found a way they would follow him. For that reason he clicked again, making the horse move a little faster, ready to get this over with so he could go home. ~*~*~*~*~ With very little effort, Evelyn was able to sit down and use her foot to slide the knife within her reach. After freeing herself, she cut the bonds holding her brother, and husband, and before she could say a word, Rick's lips covered hers in a heated kiss before he pulled away to look at her. "Did he hurt you?" he asked. Having the hands of the man who had murdered her parents on her, and just thinking about what might have happened had Kit not come in made her shutter. "No no, I'm fine," she said. "Good, because when I get my hands on him, I'm going to enjoy killing him," Rick said as he looked around the tent for any of their belongings. "And then there's that damned nephew of mine, what the hell was he thinking?" "Seems to me that damned nephew of yours saved our necks," Jonathan quipped as Rick turned and glared at him. For once ignoring any threat Rick might dish out, Jonathan voiced his own opinion of the situation. "I think we better leave the arguments for later, and try to find out where they are going. "The Temple of Seth," Evie said as she came over to her brother with a small piece of the Journal. "He has the Scepter, and I think he means to use it to destroy Alan. We need to get there as fast as we can," she said, ready to take charge. Working together they got the few supplies left to them, then outside the tent, Evelyn and Rick shared a horse, while Jonathan got on the Camel Kit had named O'Connell, and the three of them set of toward the Temple, to try and save Kit before it was too late. |