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Chapter 3-

Diego ran up the stairs and burst into his room. Bernardo was so surprised he fell off Diego's bed where he sat.

"I'm sorry Bernardo but my father just brought news that Miguel was imprisoned on the charge of being Zorro. I must ride." Bernardo signed a 'Z'. Diego nodded.

"We must hurry Bernardo." He said. Diego grabbed a lantern and pressed the trigger to open the door to the secret passage. Bernardo followed him into the dark room. By the time he got the lantern lit Diego was gone and El Zorro stood in his place.

"I'll see you later tonight, Bernardo." He said.

Tornado nickered as Zorro entered the cave.

"Hello, Tornado." He said as he saddled the horse. "Ready for another ride?" The horse neighed and nodded his head. Zorro laughed.

"Very well, my friend." He said.

Cal urged her horse over hills and rock walls.

"Come on Reina." She said. "Come on girl." The horse responded to her urging and surged forward. Cal looked up to see a black shadow racing over the hill.

"Lento, my Queen," She said, pulling on the reins. She watched the shadow as it came closer. She knew she should run but her curiosity was too great. The shadow saw her and slowed down.

"Isn't it dangerous for a senorita like yourself to be out this late?" He asked as he came closer. Cal tossed her head and studied the man dressed in black in front of her. She was sure that without his mask he would've been very handsome.

"Maybe, but I can handle myself." She replied.

Zorro studied Cal in the moonlight. Her long black hair was pulled back into a loose French braid. She wore a pair of trousers and a wine red, silk shirt.

"I'm sure you could." Zorro said. "We shall meet again beautiful senorita." With that remark he saluted her and rode off into the darkness.

Cal rode back to the De la Vega hacienda and deposited her horse back into her stall.

"Thank you for the wonderful ride, La Reina. We will ride again sometime soon." Cal kissed the horse on the nose and ran out of the stable.

"Buena?" Cal called as she ran through the house. "Where are you?" The servant ran out of the kitchen.

"What is it, Cal?" She asked worriedly. Cal laughed.

"Nothing is wrong Buena. I just need some help with my hair. I went for a ride and now it's tangled." She said.

"Very well," Buena wiped her hands on her apron and followed Cal up the stairs.

"How was your ride?" Buena asked, as she unbraided Cal's hair. Once unbraided, her hair fell almost to her waist. Cal sighed.

"It was wonderful. I haven't felt so free in so very long." She smiled again.

"What is it, Cal?" Buena asked.

"Buena?" Cal began hesitantly. "Have you ever seen a man who dresses in all black and rides a black horse as fast as the wind?" Buena stopped in her tracks.

"A man in all black?" She asked. "Did he wear a mask over the top half of his face?" Cal turned to look at her.

"Yes. How did you know?" She asked. Buena smiled.

"You saw El Zorro, friend of the people. He is very gallant outlaw." She said.

"He's an outlaw?" Cal asked, surprised. Buena nodded.

"With a reward of 2,000 pesos for his capture, dead or alive." She added. Cal gasped.

"He didn't seem like that kind of man to me. He seemed concerned for my safety, being out alone so late after dark." She exclaimed. Buena's hands stopped moving through Cal's hair.

"He spoke to you?" She asked sitting down beside her. Cal nodded.

"I told him that I could take care of myself, he said that he was sure I could." Cal's cheeks turned light pink.

"This is silly." She said, standing. "I don't even know his name and we have barely ever spoke and I'm already blushing at the mention of him." She shook her head. "Lo olvidaré."

Zorro rode quietly along cuartel wall.

"Woah Tornado." He whispered. Tornado stopped and Zorro dropped the reins.

"Go boy." He said once he had pulled himself to the roof, motioning to a clump of trees. Zorro turned and began making his way across the roof. He had rescued so many people from jail that the way he moved almost seemed like a habit. Zorro scanned the courtyard. A faint light filtered through the comandante's window. The only soldiers to be seen were Sargent Garcia and Corporal Reyes, who were guarding the cell in which Miguel was being held. Zorro dropped silently to the ground near the stables. Several of the horses stood with their saddles on ready to ride. He slipped into the stall and one by one loosened the cinch on each saddle. Then he took a rope and looped it over every saddle horn and tied one end to a post. Then he grinned and ran lightly across the yard, being careful to keep in the shadows. He stopped near the jail cells to listen to Sargent Garcia and the Corporal for a minute.

"Sargent?" Corporal Reyes asked. "Why are we standing out here, when everyone else is inside sleeping?" Garcia started to answer but then thought about it for a minute.

"Because the comandante ordered it." He said with great patience, as though he were speaking to a child. The Corporal nodded and was quiet for a minute.

"Why did the comandante order it, Sargent?" He asked. Garcia glared. Zorro chuckled. He waited till both their backs were turned away from him then he slowly crept up behind them. Zorro pricked the Sargent with the tip of his rapier.

"Drop your weapons, senores, and don't make a sound, for if you do it will surely be your last."