Punched by an Angel
by Henry Wyckoff

A crossover between Kung Fu: The Legend Continues, Millennium, and Touched by an Angel


Chapter 8

Monica and Andrew stood on the top of the cathedral, watching the three below. They would have been unseen, regardless, but it somehow felt better up there.

"I heard what Latro said, and he believes every word of it." Monica looked unhappy. "All they have to do is open up their ears and they can hear God, and us."

Andrew nodded, "I know, but most humans are deaf to God's ears."

"Not completely. Maybe they just don't understand what they hear?"

"Maybe. Take a look at Frank. He could sense us inside the cathedral, but he didn't know us for who we were. Kermit, on the other hand . . . he sees more than most, but he doesn't believe." He seemed regretful. "I don't blame him either. He's still alive because of his skepticism."

"What do you mean by that?"

Andrew sighed. "He dealt death for much of his life, and I was there to guide the souls of those he killed. Most of those were trying to take his life, but it wasn't a simple duel. It was anything from guerrilla warfare in South America to being hunted in Chinatown. When you're being hunted, you can't take anything at face value. You have to question and doubt, and once you don't doubt, you have to start questioning again. You noticed that he doubted Latro as much as he doubted me? It's nothing personal on his part. He just requires proof."

"But he didn't believe."

"What was there to believe? A light show? I can see his point of view, and in many ways he's like Latro. He needs much more proof than we can provide, but at least Kermit can live his life without those answers and not go crazy."

Something popped into Monica's mind. "Is Latro your assignment?"

He shook his head, "I don't know. But I know who has Latro's assignment."

"Who?"

"That's confidential."

* * *

Peter and Frank didn't know why they looked to the roof of the cathedral, but they did. Peter thought he saw two Angels standing on the tallest spire, and then realized that he didn't. Frank looked up there and

gothicunleashterminalcirclethinministrypreacherbloodlettercutabsentloose

he shook his head.

* * *

Monica and Andrew felt Frank's gaze slice through them.

Andrew shook his head. "Frank makes me nervous for some reason."

"I know, but Tess told me not to worry about him. That I should focus on Kermit."

He nodded, "Wise choice . . . What do you think about Peter?"

"Detective Caine? I've never been around anyone that calm and collected in a long time."

Andrew raised his eyebrows. "Peter Caine? Are we talking about the same person?"

Monica didn't know why Andrew seemed so shocked. "The bonnie lad standing down there? I should think so. What makes you think he's not calm and collected? He's the only one who has shown any sense of balance throughout this whole affair. On the inside, at least."

Andrew shook his head, but wouldn't speak his inner thoughts. Maybe he knew more than she did.

* * *

A lone figure stood across the street from the cathedral, still and unnoticed. His gray trenchcoat blended well with the solid bank, built in an era when banks wanted to symbolize the strength and power of the rock. His skin was pale, just as most northerners were pale, but it was also a perfect skin. His eyes were devoid of any pupils. They were all white.

He whispered, "Latro . . . God may be the leader of a flock of sheep, but I assure you, Hell protects its own."

* * *

Latro reached the place he'd called home for the last few days. He didn't even recall crashing out. In the morning, just as it always was, he'd be totally healed and recharged for another day of killing. He wouldn't remember his dreams either.

* * *

Peter shook his head. "We have to change the way we're doing things. I don't care if he's leaving ordinary people alone -- we have to catch him before another 'saint' dies."

"But where are we going to catch him?" Frank seemed out of ideas of his own.

"I have a good idea who's next, especially if he doesn't discriminate. We're going to have to split up, though."

* * * *


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