Since spicydount185 and DerryBabe asked so nicely, here's the next chapter.
Without thinking, I yelled out, "Raimundo, think of your grandparents!"
He dropped the pocketknife and he clutched his head grimacing. I knew he was angry with Gramp and Gran for not butting out and at Grandpa Eric for defending his dad. I was free, but I stayed with him. The guys started toward us to help me, but I gave them a signal to stop. They looked confused.
Raimundo fell to his knees. When he reached for the pocketknife, I said "Think of Tay's parents and the police!" and his hand flew back up to his head.
If it weren't for them, he never would have had to come here. I could tell he was in a lot of pain, but not enough. The anger started flowing out of his hood again. I didn't want to say anything else, but I knew we had to get the headpiece off. As much as I hated to do this in front of the guys, I knew it was either now or never. I picked up the pocketknife and knelt next to him. "Think of Master Fung,"
It was no secret why he was mad at him. Now Raimundo started shaking. He curled into a ball and yelled, "Cut it out!"
I pulled down his hood to look at the headpiece. It made my head hurt just to look at it. The anger that was flowing out was starting to push out the needles, but they were still in there. I started to reach up to try and pull them out, but Dojo screamed, "No! It has to come off by itself!"
I drew back. I knew how to make him angrier, but I was worried it would be too much. I couldn't bear the thought of having Raimundo's blood on my hands. Although by the look of pain on his face, it would probably be best to get it over with. "Think of the creeps that attacked your family,"
I could tell Raimundo was trying hard not to scream, his face was white with rage and pain. Anger was spewing out of his head now, but the needles were still in there. I could only think of one more thing of his painful memories, but it would be too much. I couldn't do it.
"C'mon Kimiko! You're on a roll!" Clay yelled.
"One more ought to do it! If you have one, say it!" screamed Dojo.
"I can understand that you fear for Raimundo's life, but if you do not say one more angry thought, he may go mad!" shouted Omi.
Raimundo couldn't stand it any longer. He started screaming at the top of his lungs, kicking, rolling in the pool of anger, and holding on to his head as though it would burst open at any minute. Omi was right. I had to do this. "Raimundo," I whispered.
I have no idea how he heard me over his screaming and the torture he was enduring, but somehow he did. He looked over at me, his eyes full of tears that he had tried to hold back, and the hurt of being betrayed. True, he betrayed us first, but that was hardly anything compared to what I was doing. It nearly broke my heart. I tried as hard as I could to say I was sorry with my eyes. Then, before I could change my mind I whispered loud enough only for him to hear, "Think of your dad,"
We were wrong when we thought that before he was screaming at the top of his lungs. Those screams were just whimpers compared to the one he let out. I thought we would all go deaf. Finally all the needles slipped out. When it fell, the needles sank into the ground. All the anger suddenly started being sucked toward the headpiece, absorbed up the needles, and into the top part. It began to glow a dark red, then the color filled the canyon, and I felt like blades were piercing every molecule on my skin, then a great force hit me and I went flying backward. Then everything went black.
The first thing I felt as I started to wake up was the dirt and rocks against the side of my face. I tried to lift my head, but it hurt so bad. I started to lay it back down, when everything came back to me. Raimundo! The thought gave me the strength and tolerance of pain to sit upright. I had to make sure he was okay! I brushed the dirt off my face before opening my eyes. It looked like there was a tornado. Before I got up, I checked to see if I had broke anything or something. I was pretty beat up and dirty, but I looked like I could move. Unfortunately, my body didn't feel that way. Then I noticed something flesh colored beside me. It was the painless cuff. Raimundo must've lost it in the explosion or whatever that thing was. Master Fung had warned us that the painless cuff could be a danger, but I was determined to find Raimundo and the others. I put it on, and set off, feeling better than new. I walked down the canyon calling out their names, praying that they were all okay. After I stopped calling for a minute, I heard something that sounded familiar. I breathed a sigh of relief. It was Raimundo sobbing. I ran over toward the crying to see him crouched behind a rock. He crying as hard as he was after Grandpa Eric had slapped him. He was even squeezing himself as tight as before. But this time I could do something. What, I wasn't sure. I started walking slowly over to him. "Raimundo?"
He looked up at me. He looked at me the same way he had before I reminded him of his dad. My heart cracked again. Tears rolled down my cheeks. "Raimundo, I'm so sorry. I didn't say anything to anyone about what I saw until th-"
"Go," Raimundo sobbed.
He was exhausted, and crying his heart out wasn't helping. I wanted to do something to help him. Then I remembered what my mom did when I was younger when I was upset. I went over to him and sat down beside him. "Go," he sobbed again.
Instead, I put my arms around him. In spite of himself, he flung his arms around me and sobbed onto my shoulder. "Shhhhhh," I whispered and started rocking him gently.
After a minute, he started to calm down. We sat there for a long time just crying, until Raimundo cried himself to sleep. After a minute, I heard footsteps. I looked up. It was the others. They were all pretty beat up. Clay was rigid. Omi looked scared. Omi was about to call my name, but I put a finger to my lips to tell him to be quiet. Then he saw Raimundo was with me. He silently ran over to us, and looked incredibly relived to see Raimundo was still breathing. Clay walked over with Dojo on his hat, looked at Raimundo, then at me silently asking me if I was sure he was okay. I managed to smile and nod my head as an answer, and he relaxed. Dojo got off Clay's hat, walked a few feet away, and grew to his full length. Clay gently picked up Raimundo, walked over to Dojo, and got on. Omi and I got on after him. Dojo was careful not to wake Raimundo as he took off. Nobody said a word on the way back to the temple.
Just so you know, this isn't the end. I think I'm going to add one or two more chapters, then it'll be finished. Bye!