{"id":4937,"date":"2021-09-29T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-09-29T15:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/?p=4937"},"modified":"2021-09-25T21:22:31","modified_gmt":"2021-09-25T21:22:31","slug":"the-adventures-of-maite-and-kepa-part-72","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/2021\/09\/29\/the-adventures-of-maite-and-kepa-part-72\/","title":{"rendered":"The Adventures of Maite and Kepa: Part 72"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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The Adventures of Maite and Kepa is a weekly serial. While it is a work of fiction, it has elements from both my own experiences and stories I’ve heard from various people. The characters, while in some cases inspired by real people, aren’t directly modeled on anyone in particular. I expect there will be inconsistencies and factual errors. I don’t know where it is going, and I’ll probably forget where it’s been. Why am I doing this? To give me an excuse and a deadline for some creative writing and because I thought people might enjoy it. Gozatu!<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

Donny screamed, his hands covering his face as the bright light shooting from Kepa\u2019s hand blinded him. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kepa rushed over to Santi, who was staring at him with wide eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSorgina!\u201d exclaimed the older Basque. \u201cWitch!\u201d he said as he trembled and cowered away from Kepa\u2019s reach.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m no witch!\u201d yelled Kepa as he tried to grab Santi and pull him to his feet. \u201cAt least, I don\u2019t think I am,\u201d he muttered under his breath. Louder, he added, \u201cWe need to go, now! Before he recovers.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kepa pulled Santi up and led him to one of the horses, Donny\u2019s yells and curses filling the night air. As he got Santi up on the horse, he could see the other two cowboys rushing to Donny\u2019s side.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBoss\u2026?\u201d began one. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cForget about me!\u201d screamed Donny. \u201cKill them!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kepa pulled himself onto the horse and gave it a slap as a few gunshots flew by. He could hear them ricocheting off of the rocks. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe won\u2019t make it,\u201d cried Santi. \u201cIt\u2019s too far. They\u2019ll catch us and kill us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo they won\u2019t,\u201d bellowed Kepa. \u201cJust hang on.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For a moment, the gunshots died off. Kepa pushed the horse into a hard run as they flew across the hill side. The town seemed like forever away, but Kepa knew that if they had any chance of surviving, he had to reach town. It wasn\u2019t long, however, before the gunshots resumed. Kepa stole a glance backward and saw one of the cowboys in pursuit. He couldn\u2019t help but think what would happen if their horse got hit by one of the bullets. They would all go down, maybe even crushed by the large beast. And if they weren\u2019t, he shuddered to think of the cowboys catching up to them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As he gritted his teeth and urged the horse on faster, he felt the fire return to his finger tips. Stealing a glance at his hand, he saw it glowing again, just like it had when he attacked Donny. A bullet grazed his thigh and he yelled out in pain. Without looking, he aimed his hand behind him and let the light flare from his fingertips. He heard one scream pierce the night and the bullets stopped. For a moment, he felt a pang of guilt as he thought about the other rider\u2019s horse, but he shook it off and kept riding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cZer zara zu?\u201d asked Santi, almost delirious from the pain and loss of blood from his shoulder. \u201cWhat the hell are you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLaguna naiz. I\u2019m a friend,\u201d was all Kepa said as he pushed the horse forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The rest of the ride was relatively uneventful, though Kepa never let up on the horse. He knew there was at least one more cowboy likely following them and Donny would be on his tail as well. He could only hope that they wouldn\u2019t catch him before he and Santi reached town.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

If you get this post via email, the return-to address goes no where, so please write blas@buber.net<\/a> if you want to get in touch with me.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Donny screamed, his hands covering his face as the bright light shooting from Kepa\u2019s hand blinded him.  Kepa rushed over to Santi, who was staring at him with wide eyes. \u201cSorgina!\u201d exclaimed the older Basque. \u201cWitch!\u201d he said as he trembled and cowered away from Kepa\u2019s reach. \u201cI\u2019m no witch!\u201d yelled Kepa as he tried […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4410,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[2640,864],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4937","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-adventures-of-maite-and-kepa","category-bubers-basque-story"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/maite-and-kepa-v2-01.png","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2sYNu-1hD","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4937","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4937"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4937\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4938,"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4937\/revisions\/4938"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4410"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4937"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4937"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/buber.net\/Basque\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4937"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}