Le Caza Returns! VIVA LE CAZA! :D
REVIEW REPLIES: (I'm going to copy and paste the reviews, since it's been nearly a month since my last update.)
-The Sarcastic Polar Bear
"Awww! Mal is just the cutest thing sometimes! I
agree with ya. At work, big tough cop. But I can see him as being a total
softy with his kids :)"
Totally! Glad we see eye-to-eye on this one. :) Thanks for the review! You're awesome!
-Things In Ink
"I loovveeeee this story so much! I can really see Mal as the kind of person
who can't just sit around all day. Great job!"
Thank you! I appreciate your kind words. And I 100% agree with you. Mal's such a babe. :D
-mozzi-girl (Beastly Beast of Beastliness)
"Noooo! Cliffhanger! ;) your killing me here! Heheheh! I loved it an nope! The
beast could never be disappointed with you or your stories! Your too amazing!
:D update soon!"
I have not failed the beast! Yay! :D And as for update soon...Hehe...Whoops. :) Thanks for the review, Beast! It made my day! :D
-LaylaaSkiesOfBlue
"I just read all 3 chapters and I LOOOOOOOVVVVEEE THISSS! Hehe I really like
your stories! :DD Can't wait for more! Update soon!"
Awwww, thanks! :D I'm glad you like it. And again, Thank you! :D
-maltararox21
"Oh! Cliffhanger! Cool! The story is amazing! So cute and sweet, I love the
idea, your super talented! You never cease to amaze me!:D"
Again, I must thank you for your awesome reply to my stories. I'm glad you like them so much! :D THANK YOU!
So, sorry for not updating in like...A month. It really felt like a year to me, but at least I'm getting it done! :D Thank you for everything, everyone. :)
((Oh, and I do use some Spanish. If you happen to know Spanish and realize that my translation is wrong, please tell me! Sometimes, Google Translate fails on me. :) Thanks again!))
Mal's kids didn't hesitate to have him begin the story once they were in bed. Natara now sat, holding Nathan in her arms while Mal held Kara.
-C.O.D-
The heroic Le Caza unsheathed his sword and ran into a larger man. He sneered and grabbed him by his cape.
"Well, well, well," the larger man chuckled. "Look what we have here, Captain."
Mal looked around, just noticing the army of men that now surrounded him. Two held onto Natara, making sure she wouldn't escape.
"Let the gypsy go," Mal hissed. "I order you."
"Intimidating," the large man chuckled cruelly and tightened his grip, causing Mal's airways to become slightly constricted. He gasped and tried to settle his quickened breaths, but it was no use. If he squirmed, it would only get worse.
"Ah," a lower voice replied and another bulky man appeared. He had different attire than his other men, labeling him as the Captain. He smirked viciously as he whipped out his own sword and approached Mal. "Le Caza...You're the one who causes trouble amongst Enrique, king of San Francisco."
"Enrique is a selfish dictator," Mal spat. "He deserves the trouble."
"You've got an attitude," the Captain growled. "Anxious to save your girlfriend?"
"For the record," Natara called, "He doesn't like me."
Mal shrugged. "She's got a point. But anyway, she didn't cause any harm. Let her go and just take me, alright?"
"Always the hero," the Captain muttered. He faced Natara and nodded. "Do you wish to be free?"
"Yes," Natara replied quickly, "but if you kill Le Caza..."
"Oh, nonsense," the Captain replied. "We're only going to turn him into Enrique. We won't kill him personally, but I'm sure Enrique will love to put a bullet through his thick skull."
Natara glared at the captain. "Bite me," she replied and Mal raised an eyebrow. There was that gypsy attitude again.
"You asked for it," the captain said and waved an arm. His army of men pulled out small pistols and some unsheathed swords. This was Mal's chance. He flipped around and punched his captor in the face. Shocked by this action, the gorilla of a man stumbled backwards, clutching his now bleeding nose.
"Fire at will, but don't kill the girl," the captain shouted. His men nodded and their bullets tore through the sky. Mal dodged them swiftly by rolling on the ground or ducking behind trees.
"You can't catch Le Caza!" Mal shouted with a genuine smirk of satisfaction at the army's failure. "But Le Caza can catch you!" With deer-like swiftness, he dropped his sword and removed small daggers from his cloak. "Lucha como un hombre!" Mal had no idea where the Spanish phrase came from, considering he knew very little.
The captain scoffed. "Fight like a man? You wish, Engendro del Diablo!"
Spawn of the Devil, Mal thought and he began tossing his knives at the army, not intentionally trying to kill any of the men. Some fell, wounded. They scampered off like puppies in search for shelter and safety. Soon, it was only the captain and Mal. The two men holding Natara ran off earlier in the fight, leaving Natara to take refuge in an abandoned tree.
Mal retrieved his sword and threw the captain a glare. "It's just you and me," he replied, making sure to emphasize his artificial accent. "I challenge you to a duel. Sword vs. Sword."
The captain scoffed, already brandishing his sword. "You cannot succeed, Cazador."
Mal narrowed his glare. "My name isn't Cazador...It's Le Caza...The Hunt."
With this stated, he charged at the captain, flailing his sword and eventually making contact. However, the captain was also successful. He dragged his glimmering sword down Mal's arm and he cried out in pain, but only for a short minute. Though blood poured from his arm, he fought bravely.
"You're...Good," the captain exclaimed in between pants. "But not good enough."
He brought down his sword again and Mal narrowly dodged it, panting heavily as well. "There is a reason why I am called Le Caza, Capitán." Mal dodged another attack and pressed himself up against a tree. "A hunt signifies the taking down of something." Another blow came his way and he jumped, grabbing onto the tree branch. His arm screamed in excruciating pain, but he simply ignored it, gritting his teeth. "I am setting to take down Enrique."
When the sword came down again, Mal swung himself onto the branch and whipped out a final dagger. "I also set to take his men down." And with that said, Mal threw the dagger and it...
-C.O.D-
Natara cleared her throat loudly and Mal stopped talking. "Yes, Honey?" he asked, though he seemed slightly irritated. It had taken him almost all day at work to come up with a suitable passage to tell his kids and wife.
"You're getting a little violent, aren't you?" she asked and Mal groaned.
"Aw, come on, Nat." He then turned to the twins. "Am I scaring you with the story?"
"No," Nathan replied. "Mommy, stop interrupting Daddy! It's very rude!"
Mal smirked and then looked towards Natara. "Well?"
"Kara?" she asked, and their daughter shrugged.
"I think it's cool. Why did you interrupt Daddy?" she replied innocently and Mal chuckled.
"Alright then..." he said and continued his thrilling tale...
-C.O.D-
And with that said, Mal threw his dagger and it embedded itself in the captain's shoulder. The captain, already beaten and bruised from their brawl, dropped to his knees, trying to endure the pain. It was too much. He cried out and Mal smiled from the tree branch.
"Viva Le Caza!" he shouted and the captain picked himself up and began to run off. Before he disappeared into the shadows, he yelled out,
"One day, Le Caza...I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!"
And he was gone.
Mal leaped out of the tree and winced, the pain in his arm becoming apparent.
"Le Caza!" Natara cried, also jumping down from her tree. She ran up to the brave warrior and stopped when she saw the horrid wound. "You...You're hurt!"
Mal straightened up. "I am fine, Natara. I'll be...Fine."
"No...No you won't," she said and sighed. "Look, I know our first terms weren't exactly...Kind. I want to make it up to you. My current home I am staying at...The land-lady is excellent with medicine. She can help you out. You can even spend the night if you desire! Please...I can't bear to let you leave."
Mal sighed and considered this. "Natara...I'm sorry but I can't visit the Fallon Household."
"Why not?" Natara asked. "You're bleeding to death. Any grudge against them shouldn't matter anymore."
"I know, but..."
"But what? What is so important that you would rather die than get well?"
He scrutinized her expression and that glimmer of hate in her eyes had faded into something more; care.
"Fine," he growled. "But I will not be staying the night. I will get the treatment, but no sleeping."
Natara smiled and took his better arm. "Thank you!" she called and the ran off, disappearing into the patches of trees.
-C.O.D-
Mal nodded. "And that's it for tonight."
This time, however, the kids didn't fight back. In fact, they were already asleep. Mal smiled slightly and only one thought crossed his mind at that moment.
I love being a dad.