Rendezvous to the Future
Much later the crowd dissipated, and when
the lights beyond the window had gone dark and the ones in his own
cubicle dimmed, Zorro heard the hiss of the strange door as it slid
open. The boy peered in and motioned to him. The black-clad man saw no
reason not to trust the young man and walked on out of the little
Then the boy motioned for him to stop.
"Can you leave the cape and hat?" he whispered. "At
least we might fool the guard who comes by and checks the monitor
“Monitor?” Zorro asked.
“That’s a thing that allows the guard
to see into each room,” Will said, pointing to the small screen set
into the wall near the door.
Zorro stared at it in awe and then nodded
and removed both articles. The bed was rearranged and a cursory glance
would serve to fool anybody but the most observant individual.
The three went to what appeared to Zorro
to be a storage area of some kind. The boy led him behind some boxes.
"This is where Penny and I come sometimes to talk privately.
As far as we know, we can’t be heard. By the way, I am Will
Robinson and this is my sister, Penny." he said. "Is Zorro
your only name?"
"I have been called other names, but
you are children and I will not repeat them," he laughed softly.
"How did I get from Los Angeles to somewhere out in the stars, if
I understood what you were saying earlier about a ‘space
"This space ship travels from planet
to planet, you know among the stars." Will had to keep
remembering that even though this man seemed very intelligent, he was
still from 1820. "They came to California and captured you."
"Hmm. How do you and I get back to
our homes?" Zorro asked, pointedly.
"Will says he can figure out how to
get back to our family, but I don’t know about your home,"
Penny said softly, still in awe of the dark clad man.
"Wait, they have crewmen that look
human, if we could get you a uniform, then you could accompany us to
the command deck and I could get into the central computer to get the
coordinates for both of our homes! There is something in the uniform
of a crewmember that doesn’t trip the alarms. It would look normal
for you to be taking us anywhere in the ship," Will said
excitedly. Zorro just
stared at him as though he had begun speaking a foreign language. Will
correctly interpreted the look and explained, "Take my word for
it, if you can help us get to a certain part of the ship, then I can
find out how to take us all back home or at least get help."
Zorro nodded. Even though the boy was
still a child, he seemed to have the mental capabilities of an adult,
as well as knowledge of this time and place, so the outlaw would defer
to the young man’s judgment in this matter of escape. "Then
shall we go find one of these uniforms?" They crept to a smaller
storage room and found uniforms to fit every size and shape. Finally
Zorro found one that would fit him; in fact he found it to be a bit
big, so he slipped it on over his costume. It was a one-piece outfit
that opened in the front, with no obvious buttons, strings, or hooks.
"Will, how do you fasten this thing?" Zorro asked in
Will zipped it up for him, chuckling.
Zorro laughed softly with him. "Too bad we do not have these in
Los Angeles. Very useful."
"Uh, sir," Penny hesitated.
"You’re going to have to take off the mask. I hope you don’t
"Well, since we are not in
California, it really does not matter." He undid the knot in back
and slipped the mask and bandana off. As he was putting them inside
the uniform, he heard the children make soft cries of surprise. They
were staring at him in total shock.
"What is wrong?" Diego asked, a
bit disconcerted at their sudden change of behavior.
"Except for the mustache, you look
like a younger twin of our Dad," Will said in surprise.
"How interesting. But I think we
should do what needs to be done and then maybe I can meet this twin of
mine." Diego picked up the saber where he had laid it down and
strapped it on. "This may look very obvious, but I am not leaving
it here. Who knows, maybe this backward outlaw might be able to
surprise these strange looking jailers of ours."
Will led the way straight to the command
deck. To Diego, the corridors seemed very plain and austere.
Everything was made of metal and their boots made soft, hollow sounds
as they walked to their destination. Diego thought it strange that
there were no guards. Maybe these people didn’t expect any trouble
from any of their prisoners. They shouldn’t have underestimated
these two children, though, especially the boy.
Will handed him a small card.
It was about the size of a bruha card, but it was hard
and rigid. "Put it in the slot right there, and act like you are
our guard." Diego put his hand on the boy’s shoulder and looked
stern. The door hissed open and the three slipped inside. There was
only one being in the room. When he said something that Diego
couldn’t understand, the Californio just calmly walked up to
him with a smile and quickly slid the sword out, letting the point
rest between the being’s eyes. Penny clouted it with a book of some
kind, and the creature slid to the floor with a grunt.
Will took the card from Diego and ran to
the door, closing it. "Now we won’t be bothered for
awhile." The boy sat down behind a box-like machine with some
sort of glass window and began to push on buttons in front of it. All
kinds of symbols appeared on the glass. Diego looked at it intently,
but even though he couldn’t figure out what it was, he was still
curious enough to watch. "If you don’t mind, would you stand by
the door, in case someone else with an access card comes in?"
Will asked him.
"Sí," Diego agreed, with
a smile. "And you will be able to do your job without someone
looking over your shoulder." Later when Will announced that he
had almost finished getting the coordinates, (‘Whatever those
are,’ Diego thought) the caballero heard a slight noise at
the door. "Watch out, I think we have run out of time! Someone is
at the door."
At the same time the ship lurched, the
door slid open and a being resembling a bull without the horns and
tail started in. Diego let him come all of the way in before he
stepped in front of him with the sword in readiness. "Riboxis,"
he heard Penny gasp.
Riboxis reached for a weapon at his side,
but Diego was too fast for him and the strange looking pistol had been
flung from the grip of the alien and was skittering across the metal
floor. Diego placed the point of his saber at the throat of the
bull-man. "Do not force me to see what color your blood runs, señor,"
Diego warned the creature. "Stand very still." Will Robinson
was making exclamations of delight and triumph, but Diego didn’t
take his eyes off of the strange bull-man.
"You think that I am afraid of an
oversized knife in the hands of an ignorant savage?" Riboxis
sneered, reaching up for the blade. Diego whipped it around in a quick
slashing circle and found that the man’s blood was slightly purple.
Riboxis stared at his slashed arm and then looked up at Diego.
"You should be, señor,"
Diego laughed. "I will do worse if you persist." Suddenly
sirens sounded and the ship lurched again, harder this time. The front
glass window cleared and Diego was astonished to see vessels out among
the stars in front of them.
"Zorro, watch out," Penny
shouted. Riboxis had
grabbed a rod of some kind and was swinging at Diego. Ducking, he
brought his blade up, and again, slashed the arm of his attacker. The
rod hit the deck with a clattering noise. Riboxis charged him and
Diego simply sidestepped and used the hilt of his sword to knock him
unconscious. He had to do it twice; apparently Riboxis had a very hard
head. Using the creature’s accoutrements, he quickly tied the alien
"Who are they?" Diego asked Will
and Penny, in awe at the incredible sight of all of those vessels
hanging in space among the stars. The children seemed very excited.
"I don’t know about most of them,
but that one, (he pointed to a saucer shaped one), is my
family’s." The screen that the boy had been working at lit up
and a face appeared on it. Diego was astonished. This must be the
children’s father, and they were right, the man looked like an older
version of himself. The elder Robinson was talking animatedly to his
children. He had the look of one who had recently spent many sleepless
nights looking for his children.
"Will, I think that the rest of this
ship is unaware of your rescuers out there. I believe we are about to
be attacked." Diego stationed himself near the door, through
which he heard a great commotion. "Watch out for pistol
shots!" he shouted. The door slid open and pistol shots weren’t
exactly what Diego encountered next. He realized that the only way for
him to keep the children alive was to get the weapons out of the
attackers’ hands before they could fire them, because he couldn’t
fight against flame or whatever it was coming from the barrels of the
As soon as one of their enemies reached
in, Diego used his sword to disarm him of his weapon or his hand, as
the case may be. The Californio didn’t have the luxury of
being overly humane. Finally one managed to get in and the creature
grabbed some kind of pole when Diego had relieved him of his
‘pistol’. The alien attacked ferociously.
Meanwhile, Penny had grabbed one of the
weapons and knowing how to use it somewhat, was taking care of the
other attackers at the door. Will left the machine and grabbed one
His own assailant had very tough,
warty-looking skin, and Diego’s blade seemed to have no effect,
except to make it angry. Diego ducked and dodged, slashing and
stabbing at the creature. Never had he been in a fight as insane as
this one. The tough skinned creature finally was able to bat the saber
away, and reached in and grabbed Diego, pulling him into a
steel-gripped bear hug that threatened to crack his ribs. They were
near the wall and Diego pulled his legs up to his chest and gave a
mighty push against the bulkhead, throwing his attacker off balance.
He was barely able to squirm out of the alien’s grasp and snatching
up his sword, stand panting for air. The alien came close to him and
Diego jerked his sword up, scratching the tough skinned man’s knee.
Immediately the creature commenced howling, and then fell to the
floor, writhing. Diego shrugged and turned to the door. Far be it for
him to argue against providence.